No matter how long an empty stretch of road I see
No matter how tempted I am to rip at one twenty
I promise, my sweetheart, careless I shall never be
For it has dawned, my life is more important to you than to me
Let my empty stomach rumble, let my parched throat dry further
But in times when food sucks, how much ever interest you try to muster
I promise, my sweetheart, I wont eat or drink either
For I vow to stand by you always, and that includes thirst and hunger
There will be times when insanity will prevail and you would want to fight
Through the day you would argue, and prefer silence in the night
I promise, my sweetheart, I too will put up a good show with all my might
I shall succumb in the end though, for your happiness is what I prefer, to my being right
Passionate I am about a few things, which make me feel real happy and wise
Meetings and preachings I might skip, for the sake of these, I dont mind uttering a few lies
I promise, my sweetheart, but if it comes to choosing, I shall break all those ties
For only you are worth my dream, and on that I shall never compromise
The composition is only 80% complete. The rest will be scripted live, without rhymes or retakes, in the next 175 years .
No matter how tempted I am to rip at one twenty
I promise, my sweetheart, careless I shall never be
For it has dawned, my life is more important to you than to me
Let my empty stomach rumble, let my parched throat dry further
But in times when food sucks, how much ever interest you try to muster
I promise, my sweetheart, I wont eat or drink either
For I vow to stand by you always, and that includes thirst and hunger
There will be times when insanity will prevail and you would want to fight
Through the day you would argue, and prefer silence in the night
I promise, my sweetheart, I too will put up a good show with all my might
I shall succumb in the end though, for your happiness is what I prefer, to my being right
Passionate I am about a few things, which make me feel real happy and wise
Meetings and preachings I might skip, for the sake of these, I dont mind uttering a few lies
I promise, my sweetheart, but if it comes to choosing, I shall break all those ties
For only you are worth my dream, and on that I shall never compromise
The composition is only 80% complete. The rest will be scripted live, without rhymes or retakes, in the next 175 years .
14 comments:
irrespective of all the effort to hide behind sweet words.... the sweet lil poem subtly exposes everything .. i now know the terms and conditions samie ;)
175 years a????
So enu maga, no more bike rides a? :P
Strong poem btw. Probably this is the same thing that is said in sanskrit during marriages.
in all the promises to keep, don't lose yourself out..be yourself, wouldn't ask for more! :-)
and oh boy! twist in the tale, sure it is! :-D
Given my current position, this is not one of the poems that I am able to relish :(.
But, beautiful kaNo.
Felt really happy for both of u :)
@shekie :
quite strict are the terms!
@kesava :
shal try maga. after all, i've been asked to be myself. and i cant be tht without bike rides :D
sanskrit and ripping at 1200? :p
@vinutha m rao-!@#$% :
the terms mandate tht i be myself and I shal so be!
@kiTTi :
Thanks kaNo. We shal together pray for ur normalcy.
gud to see a note on a brighter note!!
Ok now...
Some background please?
@kow!
Thank U :)
@cp
oye! tht day i tried to explain and u logged off. thot u fainted :P
Good one!
I didn't understand the 175 years wala funda.
And what? no bike rides a?
@nari:
bike rides ge permission togo beku man! [:D]
175 yrs.. tht is the agreement term maga. together for tht long [:)]
congrats!
sincere, beautiful, lovely. :) wow, you beat my testimonial hollow.
@arati:
illa muchchi. ur testimonial cannot be matched! dont u try to be modest [:D]
Awesome poem... One of the sweet bests I have read. Keep them coming...
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