One day she asked me to
join her for a drive,
for which many strive.
Thought it was a dream,
felt like tasted iced cream.
There was a moment,
on my shoulder she rested,
thought I am really gifted.
She gave me a chocolate,
Even then I didn't know it was too late.
Thought of building another wonder
with her,
could have been the biggest blunder
standing there.
It was already over,
I didn't know
She had it under cover.
We used to dine,but
she, she has never been mine.
The moment I realized,
Everything went paralyzed.
They say girls are clever & boys are stupid,
But my mom said she is a stupid & forget it.
Easy to say & you know easier to do,
ya very true I forgot myself.
I don't remember when I cried,
but now when I tried
not to I couldn't.
Wonder what,its been two years
& still, I've kept my two ears
Open to hear the reason &
Then take the...
One day she asked me to drop her,
Later, she dropped me...
You know she Really Dropped Me...!
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Still thinking about you...
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5 comments:
this one is a cool one and I like it most...pls keep posting really your rocking buddy
God, this is really a touching one man, am sorry for you if someone has really dropped you!
Infact I should feel sorry for her too, sure she would realize one day the mistake she has done.
She didnt drop him, he had dropped her for sure
sometimes you do things which are not meant to be done. But you are destined for it.so work towards a better future and listen to your heart and not to what other people say, though they might be close to you.
This is a true fact.
I Lost You (Were You Ever Mine)
Illusion is such a mystery
It makes a mountain of a molehill
For even as I forfeited your history
I never know your present still
At first it seemed the right thing
To look into your eyes and smile
And in my mind a small voice did ring
that your eyes were my turnstile
Of course you had your family first; But did that ever matter to me?
For my boyish heart thought it clever
To chase you, own you -- do you see?
With each chance meeting carefully arranged By me;
those lilttle dinner to drpponing me back m home...
O what a futile chore
And you were right that I'm deranged
To ever wish for something more
Now that your final word's been said
And me: the last funny line
To woo you away from your present stead.
I lost you (were you ever mine)?
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