Wednesday, April 11, 2007

fool

She said:
“Such a typical setting, such typical words
My eyes shine like rubies, or haven’t you heard?
I’m one in a million, and I’m avoiding clichés,
I’m the sea, I’m the sun, I’m the tree when it sways.”

He said:
“If these typical words shan’t suffice, I have more
I have verse upon verse, I have sonnets galore
And that one in a million, by my side, in the night,
For surely, there is something, that I have done right.”

She said:
“The setting is fine, with these pavements aglow
The bright yellow lamp light, and the verses, they flow
I am flattered and pleased, but swooned I am not.
I have admirers in hundreds, go stand with the lot”

He said:
“I have spoken my words, they were reckless, I think
But this hypocrite stopped lying, told the truth in a blink
And you cast me away, with your angelic smile,
Unbecoming of an angel to do something that vile.”

11 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love you too. And remember we have already conquered the dome and the tank. We always have that. No matter what life does or say.

10:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

sup noon. nice.

6:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That was beautiful Azam especially the last line

1:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

thanks anony!
who is?

8:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

okay. so this is what its all about

4:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You remember you asked on the phone that day if I am ok. You didn't even say anything cliched like "happy". You just said "theek ho". Loved you so much then.
Theek hoon,and then nahee theek hoon. Its life. Its worthy of a call. One of these days.

1:42 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ride your tide my friend.

9:38 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

you told me to update! speak for yourself, friend almost-no-more :P

5:42 PM  
Blogger fuss said...

Nunez, thy presence is in much need.

11:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

why are there no more pomes abt me here? :O

i forgot what i had to say next.

5:01 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i know fool has sentimental value magar...buss.

bari karo!

4:00 AM  

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