Thursday, May 10, 2007

A silent music is still playing on the car stereo…
The mild breeze is silently combing my hair…
I love traveling…that too in a car with my favorite song on the stereo..
And specially when He…my best friend is there with me
I enjoy the trip even more…
He is my friend still…and perhaps he is still my friend
Because I haven’t told him yet that I Love him…
Just a small fear in me…
That I may lose him if I ever say that I love him…
We usually travel like this…
Our favorite place is the lovers’ park…
Usually lovers go there…but for us it’s different…
We are friends…
There…couples in their own world…cuddling together…
Sharing moments of tender happiness…
He and I just sit there talking to each other…
Sometimes we don’t even talk…
We just keep looking at each other…
Maybe it just a feeling…sometimes when I look into his eyes…
I have felt that he too loves me…
Maybe he does…what if he is also having that small fear
That he would lose my friendship…
When I see others I just dream of me being one among them…
Though I have the fondest person I want to be with me…
Just sitting a touch away from me…
The thought that I cannot even hold his hands…
With a thought of love that is not like a friend’s…
Gives a pain somewhere inside me…
But, just in case I lose him in the path of trying to get
Something more…
The thought that he’s my best friend…
Keeps me happy n cheerful
Though at times I feel…
At least once …if he would tell me ….”I Love You Dear…”

6 comments:

Big B said...

When u r in luv, it tells...
Its the feeling tat gives you butterflies in the stomach everytime u see her...
Its the feeling tat wakes you at the middle of the night and makes you think of her...
Its the feeling tat makes you feel like life's worth living...
When u r in luv, it tells...

Excellent da...

Binu :-)

sreehari said...

what a poetry...
what a feeling...
what a rhythm...
..........like moon and breeze your poetry offers coolin to my heart and soul thanks

sreehari said...
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sreehari said...

what a poetry...
what a feeling...
what a rhythm...
..........like moon and breeze your poetry offers coolin to my heart and soul thanks

sreehari said...

what a poetry...
what a feeling...
what a rhythm...
..........like moon and breeze your poetry offers coolin to my heart and soul thanks

sreehari said...

if you want to write a poetry do not worry i will give you my blood as ink.

you cannot cry because iam air and i will absorb your tears


yama cannot defeat you because i will offer my life instead of you

 

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