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Saturday, 1 June 2013

As I muse

Musings...

Music...
Would remind me of you
Or so we thought
Radio.. All India Radio
Would play Farmayaishi songs
While we make love.

So many days
Want to leave a message
When i need a shoulder to weep over
So many days
Need you just you....
When i am hungry.

Not always a steady shoulder or hunger though
Some days music
Would remind me of you
Little drizzle would make me hum
Some song we hummed together
That day may be
Would click on your yahoo id
And...
Stare at the keyboard....


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