Sunday, August 7, 2011

The Music of Love


I heard my name
Being called out
A thousand times
Or thousands more

But never did it sound
So divine, so special
As it did when it came
From your lips

I saw me seen
By everyone around
Numerous times
Or numerous more

But never did it look
So sublime,yet so real
As it did when it came
From your eyes

I thought often
They needed me
Often when they
Said that they did

But never did i feel
So requited,so wanted
As when the truth in you
Reached me within.... 
To create the music called love

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2 comments:

simply poetic said...

cud nt hv asked 4 a better one as gift.

specially the line I SAW MYSELF SEEN,depicts ubiquitously rare n refreshing simplicity dat beautifies the soul of the author.

jnana said...

oh.... You ever felt needed!.........your simplicity explained in a marvellous way

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