Be it the day
Be it the night
Amongst what we do
And what we might
The usual What Ifs
And intermittent tiffs
Many things said
Far more unsaid
Walking, talking
Shopping and driving
Those cascading days of work
The vacations fun and beserk
I am not good at wooing
Nor am I at gifting
I pick up many things
But all seem to be useless nothings
Here I stand
With something in hand
True two words
Snug like love birds
Love you
awww Aathira! i love lil verses n this one is totally awwwnesss!
ReplyDeletedid the person who inspired read it yet?? did he fall off his chair???
how many hugs did u get???
here are some from me!
HUGSSSSSSSSSSSSSS :D
Hi Aathira,
ReplyDeleteGood one.
The gift however small it may be assumes beautiful proportions when given and more importantly ACCEPTED with love.
Mine had to be stashed away in a corner :(
i think it shld be wooing.
ReplyDeleteReema: Oops... didn't catch that typo earlier.
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