In the swarming crowd
I like becoming your shadow
Like the setting sun
Behind that range
In the swarming crowd
I set behind you..
My hand in yours
The speeding car
the narrow lane
the tall wall
the dead end
My hand in yours
like the tired kid
breathless from the run
she shuts the world out
hiding behind that tree
In the swarming crowd
I set behind you..
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I set behind you..
Posted by
Jui Chitre Deshmukh
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2:55 PM
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2 comments:
Very gud n yes romantic too hmmm....its ur season girl !!!
I am just carried away by the feelings...Great, but I felt more of devotion than of romance in it...Yes, I contend myself with that pure feelings...
Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem with us !
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