::- Friend Who Knows -::
Some days come
When all of a sudden
We start speaking like good friends
And I feel I was wrong about you;
Ones again.
After a few nice talks,
And sharing few funny facts,
We lose our tracks
And begin our usual fights
As iff we are enemys for lives.
And I feel I was wrong about you;
Ones again.
It has been a week now,
Since you are speaking nice.
And am sure, next morning
You'll call me Mice,
And will fight with me
In our old ugly style.
You always if am hurt,
And I know,
You do think before you chose your words.
That's what makes me love this game,
And am preparing for the morning next.
By-Vinod
--
regards: Vinod Jadhav
" www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "
When all of a sudden
We start speaking like good friends
And I feel I was wrong about you;
Ones again.
After a few nice talks,
And sharing few funny facts,
We lose our tracks
And begin our usual fights
As iff we are enemys for lives.
And I feel I was wrong about you;
Ones again.
It has been a week now,
Since you are speaking nice.
And am sure, next morning
You'll call me Mice,
And will fight with me
In our old ugly style.
You always if am hurt,
And I know,
You do think before you chose your words.
That's what makes me love this game,
And am preparing for the morning next.
By-Vinod
--
regards: Vinod Jadhav
" www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "
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