Wednesday, December 19, 2007

You.

You are my imagination, you are my fascination
You are my fantasy, you are my reality.
You are my punching bag, you are my consoling pillow,
You are my teether, you are my soother
You are my lottery, you are my trophy
You are my Lolita, you are my Cinderella
You are my Gandri, You are my sundri.
You are my date, you are my fate.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

sighhh...........and who is this addressed to?
i wonder if i get to live to see someone addressing this to me :P

Masood Ahmed said...

It is addressed to the one who knows it is addressed to whom. And that one loved it very`much.

This my wish for you that someone addresses you in far more beautiful and captivating words.