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Monday, September 13, 2010

The Hue in You known by the very Few.


Why is it that I feel new?
Like my life's got a new hue.

It’s definitely not the new hue. It’s just the old you!
Feels glad you’re back in the league of the very few!!

It feels freaking good when you speak.
Like a bird singing with its clap-clap beak..

I'm watching you and I'm smiling at myself.
I can’t help it! You’re doing the same. Look at yourself!

It’s raining 'n' I barely feel the raindrops.
Just the way we felt when we danced with different props..

Can it get any better now that you're here?
Hell no! Let's play spear when we're clear!! :D

I can't take off that image of yours from my mind.
I wonder what would happen if I forget that. I'd go blind..

Let me know if you want to let go and want to break all this.
Nothing's worse than telling me "You're passé'. I'm his."..

I know it’s not a dude but your wondrous, weird and colourful thoughts.
You know too! But that's oki doki cos you have them for me. The Hots!!

Oh yes it's alright cos I'm here. I'm RoHiT...:-)
Yes dear we'll be the same forever. Always a HiT!!


~~Peace
R.o.H.i.T....

3 comments:

Khushboo R. Gandhi said...

hahaha whoaaa poetry in full form :))

rohit Iyer said...

Naah!! I was just bored. Scribbled this :D... thanks though!

Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry said...

your words carry charm and confidence.

lovely piece.
Happy Poetry Picnic.