Monday, September 3, 2007

A lot like a poem

It hurts me when I mail
And ya dont reply.
It hurts me when I beseech
And ya always deny.

Ya know what I mean
But dont wanna accept.
Ya may not resist it
But to like me except.

Some people love to hide
Their feelings & admiration.
Some dont mind keep loving
Wrapped up in devotion.

Some look for true love
But dont see around.
When it knocks their door
They sleep safe & sound.

I miss ya all the time


Invisible yet I see
Your sensuous smile.
Touch your tender lips
Gasping in a while.

Far away from ya
Makes my heart ache.
Coping with loneliness
Just for your sake.

Rolling tears swollen eyes
Still I am fine.
If ya lemme feel
That ya are mine.

Not necessary ya remember
But ya are remembered.
Deride me curse me
Still ya are revered.

When not near me
I think of ya all the time.
When dont think of ya
I miss ya all the time.