Saturday, September 6, 2008

...n i met her once...


She was going,i called her..
drawin close i held her...
to me...she gave the stone eyes...
but soft clay beyond the stone lies...

Oh! how i wished, she did not leave today...

words fall short, i saw such beauty...nowhere...
i smelled her hair...n lost in thgts somewhere...
she glowed like the moon...may be more...
perfect !!! a starry nite to meet her...

Oh! how i wished, she did not leave today...

she spoke n she laughed...
i tried...but had nothin to talk...
n yet...had everything to say...

she talked of lyf, she talked of love...
she talked of poems i have tried...
she never understood...she was my rhyme...

Oh! how i wished, she did not leave today...

n then... she smiled n she smiled...
i lived a love story...thinkin of her..lost in her eyes...
wid some - true...wid some lies...
wat passed as a moment to her...
I...thgt...I...had...lived...my...life...

Oh! how i wished, she did not leave today...

2 comments:

Pooja said...

hey mohit its jus amazing....... jus wanna say one thing.... she missed a good lover.... u rock man.... padhaai vadhaai chod de.... publishing house chal padega....

neha said...

ds one is even better..
juz tel her al ds n complete ur story mohit..i mean luv story.