Sunday, October 25, 2009

Thoughts For An Old Friend

O dear friend I do not know why
I always think of you,your thoughts make me cry
I talk to the stars and the moon about you and me
And ask them to give you my message that it has beenpast an age since we last met!
There are my hopes my dreams and desire to get myself set
So that I may bring you back to my life where we may
Together in the starting monsoon get wet...!!
And there shall be the moon staring at us and
A silkworm weaving her coccoon.
Let it be very clear that I always pray to the Almighty
To bring you back to me soon so that
We will once again to ourselves be very near...!

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