Saturday, May 14, 2011

Me, Raksha and My Wimpy Coffee

I cannot tell you how much it is
That I am missing you..
I cannot tell you how much it is
That I am starved of you..

I cannot express what you were
And are to me even today..
It is on wet, wet days like this
That I really wish you were there..

You have given me warmth
During the freezing times..
You were still there for me
Even when I worked for dimes..

You were there like a friend
When I needed to drown my tears..
You were my celebratory champagne
When I had conquered all me fears..

You've given me direction
When I had no place to go..
Whenever I got lost
I'd call help from your door..

When the maps confused me
And my cell had no range..
I'd come to you for a heavy dose
And there on, things would change..

You know what you mean to me now
That I have written this for you..
You know how much I am missing you
I'd settle for nothing other than you..

As much as I love you
With all of my heart..
You were special to me
Because someone else also played a part..

It is never just you and me
There was always one more...
And its the three of us
That were each other's special cure..

No matter how the days came
And no matter how they went...
I always knew you two'd be there
And somehow they'd be spent..

I long for the day again
That we come together..
You, Me and Raksha
All birds of a feather..

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