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Soliloquy of a Sonador.............


Just wanted to taste your lips,


Didn’t know when your soul kissed me.



Just wanted to listen to you,


Didn’t know when you became a habit.



Just wanted to let you free,


Didn’t know when you bound me unto you.



Just wanted to watch you play,


Didn’t know when I joined the game.



Just wanted to feel your touch,


Didn’t know when you healed my wounds.



Just wanted to get a life,


Didn’t know when you became my life……

Comments

Priya said…
Nice.

Just wanted to get a life,

Didn’t know when you became my life…

My thoughts- Didn't know when you became mine..
Hemanth Potluri said…
thats so so beautiful sis...every sentence has its own specialty :)..

urs..hemu..
Priya Joyce said…
sooooo very beautiful.....
Thousif Raza said…
its really beautiful...the last line could need a lil tweaking..... but great work nonetheless....


take care and keep writing.........
Tulika said…
WOaahhh..!!!

Gawrgeous.
Elicited some smile. Loved it.


:)
Anwesa said…
@Priya,
Yes..that's a lovely line.
Anwesa said…
@Hemu,
Thanks !! Glad you like it !
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
:)

Thanks babeh !!
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,

tweaking ? okay..ll come with time I hope...

Thanks for coming !
Anwesa said…
@Tulika,
I knew you would.

:)
Priya Joyce said…
u forgot tat i commented :P
Me said…
Great Anwesa.. but then we cannot expect anything but great stuff frm u :)
Anwesa said…
@pankhuri,
Thanks!!!!
Anwesa said…
@ lil' priya,
yes..lagta hey aaj main doodh pina bhool gayi :|
Anwesa said…
@ harshita,

bowled over by your words...
your lines are smooth.. the way one line leads to the other is really wonderful...
Anwesa said…
@Jogi,
thanks again !! i guess the thoughts were spontaneous too.
righto... that's one of the traits of a fine poet..
Anwesa said…
@jogi,
:) thanks!
didn't knew that i loved you so much... untill you left to say goodbye

heart opening lines..

u rock
Anwesa said…
@redemption.....,

:) You sound quite poetic.

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