Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Years

Dawn strikes in sky,
Night is about to leave.
A year has just come to an end,
Another just begin to conceive

This year I never saw you,
But I watched you million times.
Every second that the clock hand moved,
You were imprinted on my mind.

This year I never touched you,
But I felt you million times.
Every time the sun spread it rays,
I found your warmth, in bright sun shine.

This year didn’t had your dark dense hair,
Neither had it had your pearl like eyes.
But like your darkest curls, night breeze covered my face,
Your pearls I saw, in stars up in sky

This year we did talked a lot,
We spoke some million times.
With words alone we built a small secret world,
In which I became yours and you became mine

Another year stands in front of us
This year, and year’s ahead even words might not come,
But deep down, our souls somewhere, a bond is formed
That shall always keep us one.

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