Thank you for being around

Its amazing how I feel
when I am with u
I laugh a lot, talk a lot
which I do with very few

Every shopping expedition is fun
with all the patience you have
I irritate you and mak u run
You still cut my worries into halves.

I feel good about my being
I love what I see in the mirror
thank you for coming my way
with every passing day..u r getting dearer

I am not very good with words
but there is one thing I am sure
you'll always be around
you'll always be the one I adore 

Comments

  1. "u r getting dearer" - some inflationary pressure there !!!

    "I am not very good with words" - self-deprecating poetry. The fact is, a reader can easily be enamored by your poetry.

    "you'll always be around
    you'll always be the one I adore"

    Faiz comes to my mind - "कब याद में तेरा साथ नहीं, कब हाथ में तेरा हाथ नहीं"

    Renu, Bahut umdaa likha hai aapne.

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  2. पता नहीं ऐसा क्यूँ होता है की, १ अकेले इन्सान के आगे सारी दुनिया बेरंग नज़र आती है, बेहद खूबसूरती से शब्दों का प्रयोग किया है आपने. अपनी भावनाओ को व्यक्त करने के लिए, धन्यवाद् Harry की तरफ से

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  3. Speechless! yaar hai kya tu?

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  4. the very thought of you. romancing at its expressive best.
    a perspective. Enjoy...:))

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HoiKTTSyKA0

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  5. I love what I see in the mirror

    gotta love that line..

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  6. Following your heart. Love is very selfish.

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    1. the poetry is suppose to be for my best friend.Lets not bring cupidity and stupidity in it

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  7. Supposed! And 'into' it. Only because I believe in you my dear.

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