Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Staring at the closed door..





I saw love and laughter,
And love some more..
People around told me,
I was staring at a closed door..

The smell was intoxicating,
The music made my heart soar.
Little did I realize,
I was staring at a closed door..

I could have run, I could have flown
I could have swum and reached the shore.
Instead I kept sitting,
Staring at the closed door..

10 comments:

  1. Very nicely written Neha and much profound I should say. :)

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  2. Oh, this is so beautiful. You weaved simple words in such a lovely way. Though, it's sad but expression is superb, Neha!

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    1. Thanks Saru, for such an encouraging comment.. :)

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  3. I love the flow of words. It was indeed very nice :)

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  4. the theme is always abstract! its like there is so much hidden in each note! i just love reading you.

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    1. Thanks for this awesome comment, Sawan. :)

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  5. A closed door that's open to many interpretations. Well done :)

    keep it goin;)

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