Last night it didnt rain
there was a full moon
and no clouds to hide.
Last night it didnt pain
I knew you were there
in his arms held tight.
Last night, I yet again
thought of you, when you were
near, how everything felt right.
Last night, will but remain
the last night to miss you, and
that I'll never again kiss you
in tinted traces of twilight.
For this morning to my heart
will be a fresh new start...
just like another day.
Fresh.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
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b e a u t i f u l :)
ReplyDeletei luv it when there's that hint of optimism...
L U V E L E I H... (lovely)... ...
ReplyDeletewaaah... tera kya kehna aakaash paaji... nice words ... uf... sach mei... ;)
@ishi: Gaur se dekhogi, toh thoda forced optimism lagega. Jo ki woh hai bhi. :)
ReplyDelete@Darsh: thanks man!
**Last night, will but remain
ReplyDeletethe last night to miss you, and
that I'll never again kiss you
Its a fresh day for ur heart as well as afresh pain right?
beautiful post!
Keshi.
notice toh kiya tha aakash but then u see sumtimes when we try n condition our mind...it cld work out to our advantage...
ReplyDeletechange doesn't happen..we gotta make it happen...that's the way I see it:)
wah wah
ReplyDeleteekdam total waala pyar jhalking :D
Dard e dil hmmm??
ReplyDeleteBut the optimism at the end was a nice touch :)
fresh..but never fresh :) but fresh forever :)
ReplyDelete@Keshi: You get the prize for spotting. Have been so in love, have you???
ReplyDelete@Ishita: No Ishi, it really doesnt happen on will.
@Jitendra: Total-total. :D
@Silvara: Ekdam dard-e-dil. Jeena mushkil.
@Vishesh: Sore as well. But it will take time for you to understand. :)
Hi,Aakash...that was a nice analogy of rain and pain.It almost left me asking'now,what about this morning-describe the fresh start,please'.Cheers.
ReplyDeletenice!!!and after such long time....yeah we try to force ourselves to be brave ...but...we never forget at times....
ReplyDelete**You get the prize for spotting. Have been so in love, have you???
ReplyDeleteoyeah :) I hv a mental museum of a past love. I thought I'd die from the pain of heartbreak...but I survived.
Keshi.
Now thats wht i call fresh...:)
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ReplyDeleteaakash..
ReplyDeleteso beautifully written ..
:):):)