My friend had once told me about this poem he read. I have tried since then, to get that poem online - but the effort's been futile [esp. as I know neither the title of the poem, nor the name of the poet :D] . I do not remember the lines exactly, but I remember the essence, and, it goes something like -
"Why is it, that when you are with me, I find myself unable to write anything,
but, when you are away, I fill pages and pages with writings of Love and Longing?
I'd rather have you with me and have my pages empty ." "Why is it, that when you are with me, I find myself unable to write anything,
but, when you are away, I fill pages and pages with writings of Love and Longing?
One can easily agree with me when I say I echo this.
7 comments:
Echo! Echo!!
Here's a poet we have heard more often and much louder [:P]
When you are with me, I'm free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
As always, I disagree :)
hee hee
pretty neat
kisi ko pyaar ho gaya hai types wali poem hai
@NiNa
Yups! Damn good that song is.. :)
@ Sid Baab
Are you turning into an Argumentative India?? Contradicting just for the heck of it?? :D
@Abhishek
:) Just one of the contemporary poems that I liked and appreciated :)
:))
hmmmmmmmm
Very nice poem....
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