Friday, June 17, 2011

Talk to me

I can look at you for hours,
It feels like you want to speak to me,
Sing to me and share with me stories of your past.


I keep waiting for you to talk,
but always find you soundless and quiet.
Are you making fun of me or playing with my thoughts?


I see you staring and showering smiles at me,
I see them all the time.
But, is it only me or you keep fooling all?


2 comments:

  1. I wrote a similar thing in a prose once :P got reminded of that.

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  2. :) wow..great minds think alike..though their styles can differ :)

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