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Angelic   Leave a comment

There is something good in every bad,
In my bad times I found you
A quest that never seemed to end,
Found its destination in you
A friend, A teacher, a guide,
I found the entire world by your side

Amidst the darkness I found a light,
When the quicksand gulped me,
He held my hand.
A light of hope, a hand of love,
Like an angel from above

He spoke very little,
Words of knowledge,words of patience,
Words of encouragement, of confidence
There were words even in his silence.
Unknowingly I had created,
Stressful restrictions in my life,
Lots of efforts, not at a try of once
It was he who broke the painful fence

He is close to my heart,
But still he is so far from me.
My mind is grasped by him,
Whether I am alone or in a mart.

But his world is so different,
From that of mine
For me he engulfs the whole world
But for him I am just someone
For me he is the only one
But for him I am one among the many.

Like the sky,
The more I try to reach him
The farther he goes
He always warned me
That he was a dream
I fantasized him as sun
But he was a beam

Posted April 7, 2013 by keengal in Poetic Bent

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Eluded   Leave a comment

I loved you the way you were
Your games, your pranks,
Your lies and your betrayal
I loved it all.
Change was never my demand
Tried my best to make it a success.
I gave you all the space you needed
Didn’t mean I wanted you to depart.
I always left you free to breathe
But never asked to exhale me apart.
I believed your words more than your silence
It’s your words that still surround the ambiance.
You said you love me it wasn’t long back
Now how can I believe that I have been sack?
Why cant you love me?
When I love you so much
I have done the best I can do
What else can I do to get through your heart?
I stretched myself as far as I can
But failed to stretch enough to reach your end.
Only if you had conveyed that I fell weak
I wouldn’t have minded to break in the attempt.
I held you tight enough
To ensure you don’t slip away.
Don’t blame me for failing
I clinged on despite all strain
Until the day you took yourself away
Just to hand over to someone else ’s fold.

Posted April 7, 2013 by keengal in Poetic Bent

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Precious   Leave a comment

Don’t want aromatic garland of flowers
Nor do I want soft teddies to cuddle with
Neither shining jewels to embellish
They have nothing special one can’t buy
If thy love is true give me that most precious

Something only thee can confer on me….

Thy Time!!!

Posted April 7, 2013 by keengal in Poetic Bent

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