Thursday, May 28, 2009

We played a game.
We set the rules too.

'Why did you get worried?
I know the rules,
I haven't forgotten them.'
(Though I would love to!)
'Come, let's play again.
So that I see your
excitement like a small boy.
But I must say,
you are tempting me
to forget the rules.'

Maybe he knew it.
Because he din't come
to play with me again!


mrniiiceguy said...

I like the picture ... i generally tend to like your choice of words... Just an observation ... you seem to imply something else with your words whenever u write with in (*)

sometime back u promised us that u will not write a single word more on .... but then again all that you have to write is of ...

looking into your sparkling eyez, to know what u have got to say ...

A Liberated Soul said...

And he will never come again, right?

Srishti Padathiyaar said...

@ mrniiiceguy

A flower is so beautiful to look at and enjoy; also it gives lovely fragrance. But if you try to examine n learn whats inside it, the petals will fall down n there will be a stingy smell of the pollens. So it's better to enjoy the words like you enjoy the flowers, my friend. There is nothing more interesting in it.

@ my soul

I dont think so.. But still... :)