Thursday, 29 September 2011

may be


He held my hand, may be,


when i missed my step


He took me in his arms, may be,


when i wept


He comforted me,may be


when i worked myself up


He scolded me, may be


when i goofed up


He made me maggi, may be


when he had to cook


He cracked jokes, may be


he could write a book



He kept looking out of the window


trying to breathe, may be


decades passed, he stood there, gazing


trying to think, may be


Watch yourself inside,


world can give you clues, may be


to be a man, shed your pride


you'll get to where you want, may be



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