It may be too short
Too premature to decide
To own, and have you by my side
You may even consider it as a bunch of trivia
But you just don't realise how profound
Your influence is.
Influence of a magnetic kind
That I'm being dragged to the walls of your presence all day.
You seem to be a recent development
Yet have got me traversing miles ahead in love-land.
My youth and mirth could well be invested in a younger generation
You just don't know it
I really don't care
Neither do I want to be termed blind;
For now I undo you from my history
All this- only until I find another one
Albeit, you'd still be special
Quite a dear acquisition!
Too premature to decide
To own, and have you by my side
You may even consider it as a bunch of trivia
But you just don't realise how profound
Your influence is.
Influence of a magnetic kind
That I'm being dragged to the walls of your presence all day.
You seem to be a recent development
Yet have got me traversing miles ahead in love-land.
My youth and mirth could well be invested in a younger generation
You just don't know it
I really don't care
Neither do I want to be termed blind;
For now I undo you from my history
All this- only until I find another one
Albeit, you'd still be special
Quite a dear acquisition!
Is it a person,
ReplyDeleteOr an object,
That you write about,
Or is about a person,
Who is the object,
Of your affections,
That you write about!
I know not,
What runs in your mind,
And what thoughts,
Deeds or actions,
Prompted you to spin,
A web of words,
To write this verse.
I know not,
What the truth is?
All I know,
Is that I eagerly,
Await your writings,
May be they are planned,
Or may be they are -
Acts of Serendipity! :)
Keep smiling,
Keep writing! :)
@theertha: it is your responses too,
ReplyDeleteThat are humbling
Thank you as always:-)