Saturday, March 01, 2008

Her

How can I tell you about her
Being a mere mortal,
my senses are not enough
to take in the expanse of her beauty
Lost in her tousled black hair
for days and days
I search for salvation
And then a word from her
and I am lost again
in the sweetness of her voice
Why does she tease me like this ?
Like a fantastic poem,
every time I meet her
she is different, or is it me ?
And I spend all my time
trying to figure out her puzzles
imaginary problems with no solution
while she spends her days in bliss
Every night, before I sleep
I only hope she knows.
I only hope she knows.

7 comments:

Leela said...

I hope for you, too. :P

Harish Suryanarayana said...

Somebody visits my blog too ! Welcome !

Leela said...

Gee! Of course! Why not?

Matangi Mawley said...

And I spend all my time
trying to figure out her puzzles
imaginary problems with no solution
...................

good 1 !

Harish Suryanarayana said...

Thanks Matangi !

An Iengar Chick .... said...

I hope she knows too...lol keeping fingers crossed for u.

Harish Suryanarayana said...

Ah! People these days .. puttu puttu veccha thaan puriyaradhu :P
What to do ? :)