Then comes a smile on my face That makes me feel that I am nobody else. So singled into the corner of my heart I am so myself to you, That smile I must remember to the end Among the moments – best few.
It’s when I can understand what you feel And I don’t react Because I don’t know how to, I can’t connect them with my thoughts. I am confused Like a school boy in the candy shop. I am forgetful Like the old man who had a hundred replicas of his key. Life seems to be a labyrinthine maze. A transparent fear, in the darkness, I chase.
…so candid; my life had been YES or NO. A lot many things happening in life For the first time, Or have a last time show. So perplexed the logics That seeds my mind, The graph, the trend or the decision tree, All are disconnected, all are loop free. The bell and the bouquet, The flowers and diamond, The persons to wish and the relatives to embrace, I am imprecated, But I pretend To match your grace.
You leave and live, I am here. If I am true to myself, I am puzzled. And Yes, I have some fear. But believe me, wherever you will be: far or near, You’ll always be so dear To my smiles and to my tear.
The thoughts are now So much in synch, When you come across this poem, You will say “Wish you the same”; I know.
How it comes to my mind,
And I tell that
It’s just something of my kind.
As we met and just fell in love;
Do not know how.
If they ask how it happened,
Need not worry;
That we had a story.
Open up your heart
And feel the breeze
Around, it’s the one
In which we
Used to walk hand in hand
Sometimes you, sometimes me,
The story was the same,
The writer was different though;
To your memories,
Only that story I owe.
In this way the story proceeds
From mind, each others’ memories we remove.
Now we were strangers, so.
And when we met the next time,
We again fell in love.
Let’s that story make them think,
Can something go?
Or in our story
Something we miss…
To tell others…
Keep it in your memory;
We have to pretend
That we had a story.
You told me, “I dreamt of something crazy” and I said, “Me too” I said, “tell me”. You said “why me?..first you.”
In this conversation I forgot my dream And made up some story for you; You just tried to make yours better; Interrupting me that I was cheating on you.
There came a good morning And good stories to say… Over a morning coffee, Thus we lied again.. In a thoughtful way.
The days get shorter and nights longer I sit and sit and think, There comes no sight That hints on a solution, I stare at the sky without a blink.
The more and more I say it loud, I find in the sky, One more cloud… Weeping like a confused baby in the street; I quit thinking And promise not to do it again And then silently I sit.
On the sea-shore, Everyone is confused like me: The moon, the tide, the star fish and the wind; I chuck another pebble into the sea, And stand up, to go home; Thinking again… That I have changed my mind.