Thank you for being around

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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. Betuke Khyal1 November 2012 at 21:45

    "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. Always Unlucky1 November 2012 at 23:30

    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. Unknown2 November 2012 at 08:48

    Speechless! yaar hai kya tu?

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  4. Café Reminiscence2 November 2012 at 09:05

    Simple n sweet , nice!

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  5. Deepak Kripal7 November 2012 at 13:12

    beautifully penned..

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  6. Unknown10 November 2012 at 06:10

    wow. :D Nicely done.

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  7. Anonymous16 November 2012 at 09:35

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

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

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  8. Deepak Kripal22 November 2012 at 00:19

    I love what I see in the mirror

    gotta love that line..

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  9. Anonymous29 December 2012 at 03:57

    Following your heart. Love is very selfish.

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    1. (in)sane mind29 December 2012 at 09:28

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

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  10. Anonymous29 December 2012 at 15:14

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

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  12. Unknown30 October 2013 at 01:10

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