I saw you in my dream last night,
you were sitting besides me soo tight,
we talked,we looked into each others eyes,
it felt like you were in love for the very first time...
We were sitting on same desk ,
the teacher was teaching about some functionalist,
but i could hear nothing of her bullshit,
as i was concentrating on what your heart said to mine,
as it requires no efforts,
as it was just a simple reflex...
Both of us were sharing a common register,
so that we could not be caught and answer what is asked in class,
but i got numb,as soon as your cheek touched mine,
you held my hand so tight under the desk in order to hide,i swear my goosebumps came much more faster than the speed of light...
You in your white shirt and me in my pink,
please don't detain us from this class,
because just sitting besides him so tight,
it feels like heaven for the very first time...
It was sweet of you to order tea for us,as i said it was getting cold,
but i saw the warmth in your eyes,
when you pointed that the cup of tea on left was mine,
as it has no sweet but a sugar free,just the way i like mine...
But now i didn't need that hot cup of tea any more,
as the warmth inside you,your hug,your love,your care,
is more than enough for me to resist the cold outside...
We roamed in your car the whole day near the roads of India Gate,
listening to the songs that the radio played,
and it felt like Delhi was our heaven for the very first time...
I woke up with a big smile on my face,biting my lips to stop myself from blushing...
My eyes still closed as the image of us sitting on the same desk retains...
but then i open my eyes and i am sad,
because at the end ''it was a dream'' and not the real life that i would love to have...
Monday, November 9, 2009
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3 comments:
take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship...beautiful poem Ridhima, it's coming straight from the heart, unlike this comment...I just dont know what to say...nice visual, pure emotions. young love in all it's glory :)
and whoever this guy is is really lucky to be subjected to such passion. Hope he doesn't let her down...
hey... ridhima... realllii a hrt touchin poem...
thank you suhaliya :)
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