meeting the ground,
merging with its moving nature and static while I see?
What if I run upto you and tap your shoulder,
waiting to see you turn around with a happy smile
but see a stranger's big brown eyes reflecting my own?
Would I still know then, who I am in love with?
~Hemu
WHAT IF ?????? there was no love in this world...
ReplyDeleteGood Try Hemu
Regards.
What is love at all, Veena? :)
DeleteI've read the poem for almost 10 times in last five minute and every time it sounded as beautiful and as the first time. And you're definitely in love with the words more than anything.
ReplyDeleteHey Anurag!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much man. Seems like you are in love with words yourself.
And it is true. I fall in love with the simplicity and the simultaneous complexities, the answers and the questions that arise from writing. It is just so beautiful.
Thank you btw. :) Please do stay connected.
Cheers!