Thursday, February 28, 2008

Love is strange

(VIKAS DEV -> 1/COS C)


My love is beautiful,
My love is strange,
I have watched my love,
dancing in the rain,


I stood alone there,
and i stood still,
the time was lapsing
I couldn't feel.


She was dancing like an angel
innocently in da dreamland,
Unaware of me who was watching her
keenly to carve her out of sand,


I watched and watched
without a blink;
It seemed that,
if I was having a drink;


Feeling myself
tossed to her breast;
With my arms ,
wrapped around her waist ;


We wavered with the
cold breeze in the moonlight,
danced like daffodils,
splendid was the sight;


We were together
till the dawn;
I donno then,
where she had gone..


I woke up in the morning
and realized it was a dream
I cant stop myself
and moved towards the stream.


In search of, which I know, I could never find;
but still my heart says, go for another time.
and still my heart says,
"may be ur search is searching u"
so go for another time...
as u hav done love and not a crime ?

now i realized that love is like a mirror
which never loses its ability and whose
ability increases when u try it to shatter.

it is true that evrything is fair in love and war;
but i will prefer war over love,

as one either lives or dies in war,
but one neither lives nor dies in love;

still love is mystery,romeo & juliet tells us the history......

4 comments:

Unknown said...

kya baat hai yaar maan gaye..............
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pura iiita



.............DILJALON se bhara hai............
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Anonymous said...

padne me to bada anand aya..........
bt kahi ye net se to nahi aya???????

Vikas said...

net tumhaare paas hoga..!!
iiit me ho to ,search engine bhi gyaat hoga;
ab hum kya kahe...??????
ab to search karne k baad hi,
tumhe sachhai ka ehsaas hoga...!!

Anonymous said...

Very good ....