Once i wrote only for myself.Never did I want to publish them anywhere.They were the nearest things to my heart.But they are not as near anymore.Coz i wrote for the wrong persons for wrong reasons.Hence this blog...
Friday, December 26, 2008
they call it first love
She was my first love.She came.I became a poet. She cared,she loved and she left.Or might be she stayed but love left.she was meghbalika ...
let not an insignificant mortal being lik me comment on such a lovely post.......let me use somebdy else's words...
I did not miss you much I did not suffer What did not kill me Just made me tougher .... ....... Why was I missing then That whole December I give my usual line: I don't remember!!!!!
..still feels lyk d 1st kiss...
ReplyDeletebojho!!
ReplyDeletelet not an insignificant mortal being lik me comment on such a lovely post.......let me use somebdy else's words...
ReplyDeleteI did not miss you much
I did not suffer
What did not kill me
Just made me tougher
....
.......
Why was I missing then
That whole December
I give my usual line:
I don't remember!!!!!
Think dat way buddy.
N keep postin....
thanks buddy....
ReplyDeletetypically priama...