Life without you would never be the
same
Since yours has joined with my name
Felt I have shot up to great fame
At the end of some soccer game
The moment you made me fall
For you like some bouncing ball
Still remains perched in my mind
Reminding me your love call
Which I will never forget at all
Tears that flawlessly pour beyond
My cheeks like a river that flows
From the from mountain to the plain
Never with any self gain
What do they yearn for? No one truly
knows!
Thinking of you round the clock
Makes my kith and kin to mock
Neither do I hear the door’s knock
Nor the early morning waking cock
Why does my heart feel thump?
Why do both my legs jump?
Is it because you are near me?
Or is it only you who I see?
You make me feel your lust
Do you think it is just?
Lust, of course is not love
For, love is the heaven above
- Saranya Parthasarathy
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