Say Me “NO”
Come n hold my hand
Walk with me for a while
Walk with me, ur hand in mine
At the fresh morning sunrise
On the dew soaked green grass
Then take a pause and look at me
Look into my craving eyes
And say you don’t love me
Remove the mask of confusion
Sit beside me for a while
Sit beside me, ur head on my shoulder
In the chill of the fading twilight
Over the freezing green grass
Then take a pause and listen to me
Listen to my aching heart
And say you don’t love me
Lay your head on my chest
And listen to the thumping beats
Look into my yearning eyes
And Listen to the words unspoken
Hold me close and feel the racing pulse
Just feel the warmth of an embrace
And feel the pulse that’s pining for you
And say you don’t love me
indu said,
February 14, 2009 at 19:49
aw… it touches…
awesome
Devilinside said,
February 14, 2009 at 20:19
again, a real true touchy poem written from the core of the poet’s heart…keep going my friend…
jignyanshu said,
February 15, 2009 at 00:22
ABE tu ete romantic boli muta janinarhili……
krazywordsmith said,
February 15, 2009 at 03:14
@ indu
thanx dear… that inspires me to rant some more
@ devilinside
hey m not a poet… its not sthng that comes naturally to me…just trying it out… so all these words of praise have actually surprised me
Wow!…m getting popular
@jignyanshu
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…ebe janilu ta??(abey sainik school sabuthire late be….hehehe
mou said,
February 15, 2009 at 08:50
wow…so very deep…it’s too good…
Deepak said,
February 15, 2009 at 09:32
Nice poem. Touchy…. God bless your Romantic skills, its really making wonders in the poem
Ms. Logically Illogical said,
February 22, 2009 at 05:21
“Gifted” – that’s the word I use when I find someone with skills that makes me jealous of him/her cos that helps me transfer the blame to the almighty and me feel better.
You are Gifted!
krazywordsmith said,
February 22, 2009 at 17:40
…jealousy is a bitch…beware of it
Thanx to the almighty! (i guess that echoes “ur” words)