On Tip Toes
Aching for love all along
craving all things nice
Taking risks, making moves
then paying their price
Waiting, wanting, thirsting
trying to read the signs
Sometimes accidentally even
triggering off the mines
Letting the world decide
that's how my life was spent
Movies, mags and others
defining what Love meant
Funny, how I never
listened to my heart
the very storehouse of Love
right from the start
Just when I gave up,
thinking Love meant only woes
that's when it walked right in
gently, on tip toes!
(c) Smita Rajan
13th Feb 2006
1 Comments:
Hey Smita,
Nice poem. Liked the flow and the easy way that your words have of impressing on the heart.
keep writing!
J
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