Wednesday, December 2, 2009

hahahahahaha!

Its night in Newyork City..
Night is full of mist now..
And Wind comes via Ship and its walking on the streets now..
But in my room now…its only me and some candles..
Oh .. its very lonely…and lonely is pain..

You are not here to sing me a lori and make me asleep.
You are not here…to give me a coffee with a kiss.
You are not here to remove the dirt in my eyes with your tongue.
You are not here to make all my heart feel good..off the pressures and stress..
I am here..And you are there..
And in this lonelyness…Every minute is like a century for me.

Our seperation is like…
The Sky .. and The land..at extreme ends..

My pen will write your name a hundred times in my daily planner.
hundreds of ants will start eating my daily planner..
thinking your name is drops of honey..
Its very cold winter here…but still in this lonelyness i feel like hot summer here..

Come my love…if you are here…even in hot dessert…it will start snowing for me…

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