my log

Dream, dream, dream.....

All my life I yearned for a friend,
A partner with whom things would never end.
She came, she saw and she disappeared,
Leaving behind glimpses of how she appeared.
Eager to have her come in my life,
I began my humble search for a wife.

How would I know if she is right?
Look into her eyes and you just might!
I met her once, saw her twice,
Couldn't belive my luck as she looked all so nice.
One night was enough to make me crazy,
Only the other one made it all too hazy.

Before even we could make it,
God would have us break it.
Love is a folly my dear,
Some last while others don't make it.
This one had a deeper impact,
Neither the heart nor the soul remained intact.

Think of her smile all the while,
Wondering what if we had made it.
As we bid adieu my dear,
Things will never be the same; thats all I fear.

posted by Shashank Jain @ 10:43 AM