
okie babiebye..c ya...TC
the lines of mechanical formality....
&there goes it dead again....
leaving me as the constrained spectator
of that trendy handset;
MOTOROLA 666...
Am i talking rubbish??....
"me, her smiles & BAGPIPER"
am now the guest of
3 pegs of whiskey...
okie babiebye ...c ya ...TC
the lines of fours years...
such a cyclic simplicity..!!!
Am i talking rubbish??...
"Me ,her smiles & BAGPIPER"
nw am the guest of 7 pegs
cheers for those feelings....
okie babiebye...c ya TC
the lines of common proximity...
may be i was the king of good times then
didnt had the time to utter the words
but didnt i told "I like the rains...the monsoon is my crux of creativity....!!!..."
Am i talking rubbish??...
"Me, her smiles & BAGPIPER"
now am the guest of 11th peg...
cheers for those misfortunes.....
the empty "half" is now smiling at me
may be striking a chord of that
favoutare country....
"The answer is blowing in the wind..."
okie babiebye ...c ya...TC
probably the lines of our last meeting...
The INSPIRATION ...the god
i will chant forever...
for the new born "I";
The dawn that i sensed in my tries....
for the success of the coming times
lets utter a cheer
okie babie bye ...& WELCOME the GOOD TIMES......
@SANJEEBAN copyright protected
(written for my orkut friend PARTHAJYOTI...the hero here is him...partha let it be the
inspiration...
let the weakness be turned into your strong propests...be happy & be inspired)
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