Theme: Beaches
I asked her preference 'Beaches or Mountains?'
She responded 'Waterfalls and fountains'.
I told her compatibility will then be an issue.
She was crying but I walked off after handing her a tissue.
Sachin's 100 100s needed everyone to cheer.
All the celebrations went out for a toss,
After such a glorious moment, it was painful to see India's loss.
That she was married was a thought that did not occur.
Dreams of a life with her, he started to make.
Without realizing that knowing the truth is something he won't be able to take.
I asked her preference 'Beaches or Mountains?'
She responded 'Waterfalls and fountains'.
I told her compatibility will then be an issue.
She was crying but I walked off after handing her a tissue.
Theme: Chips
A packet of chips and a bottle of beer,Sachin's 100 100s needed everyone to cheer.
All the celebrations went out for a toss,
After such a glorious moment, it was painful to see India's loss.
Theme: Terrace
It was on the terrace when he first saw her.That she was married was a thought that did not occur.
Dreams of a life with her, he started to make.
Without realizing that knowing the truth is something he won't be able to take.
Theme: Soul
He came to the city to earn lot of money and fame.
A successful business got him all of this and a huge name.
Achieving all of this had its effect and took its toll.
In this process, he just did not realize when he lost his soul.
Similar to his face that had become pale and wrinkled.
But the memories that they brought out were as fresh as dew,
Reflecting various moments of his life as he grew.
In this process, he just did not realize when he lost his soul.
Theme: Mirrors
“How could you do this to me?”, he asked her.
She could execute such a devious plan still seemed like a blur.
“Don’t be surprised. After all that you had done, I had to save my honour,
So what I have done is nothing but shown you a mirror.”
Theme: Memories
The paper had become yellow and crinkled,Theme: Memories
Similar to his face that had become pale and wrinkled.
But the memories that they brought out were as fresh as dew,
Reflecting various moments of his life as he grew.
Theme: Lips
I clearly remember it was a rainy night,
We were drenched completely but I still embraced her tight.
Our lips met and it was magic.
Four years later, when we separated, it was tragic.
Theme: SMS/Emails
Theme: SMS/Emails
The year was 2002 when not all of us had a cell phone.
The STD booth on campus is where we would go to hear our mother's familiar tone.
Today, SMS is free and emails are easy.
But I am not sure people's relationships are so breezy.
The STD booth on campus is where we would go to hear our mother's familiar tone.
Today, SMS is free and emails are easy.
But I am not sure people's relationships are so breezy.
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