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MY STUPID CRUSH ....

 A sudden spark in my eyes was due to one

Yes it  was the beginning & ya it was day one

Smiling did I pass through it in cloudy crowd

Hopping,once it will shout my name a loud.

Even I was surprised to have such a magical doze

It wasn't that simple as my crush was a beautiful Rose

Not sure if u cud feel the feeling so rare

Don't know how but soon it was in my prayer.

So fresh,so pure,so soft was that petals kiss

I was glad to have,what others really miss

Ready was I to protect it from any singing bee

Teasing my Rose was like a war with me.

Once I found a girl giving my Rose a light

Her hands looked like scissors & ya I was right

Nothing I thought but slapped her tight

Then I realized ,for Rose I can be in any fight.

Blind was my love & deeply was I mad in it

Joyous was the day but Rose didn't even smiled a bit

Thinking it too loved me I plucked and hugged it

Ah! for the first & last, those thorns were enough to hurt me.

No, I wasn't upset ,neither did I cry

But first time ever ,I saw anger in my eye

So less it valued my love that in a day it died

How stupid was I ,as my crush was made to kept aside.

My sweet blushing smile for Rose

Turned into laughter as for a joke

Nothing else changed in life ,things were all fine

But those were the craziest moments that will ever shine.

              I can’t let them go….

They are precious than any other gem

If life is bread then they are sweet fruit jam

I can’t dare to live without them

They are no other than my stupid friends.

It has been a long time I am sharing with them

No matter whom did I met and when

Living with them has become a habit now

I am addicted to them don’t know when but somehow.

Imagine a world where you have no one to share

No one to tease you when your crush passes by in pair

No other mirror to tell you that you looking fine

No one to save you saying “fault was mine”.

How scary is to have all calories of Tiffin alone

How long can you manage to pay CCD bills alone?

How if there won’t be anyone to love your loved songs?

No one to hate, what you hated for long.

Will there be any picnic or tours planned

Will there be any gang of great brands

Will cameras be clicking just for solo

And bunking classes will be dream in polo

Uff! how horrible is to imagine a friendless world

Who have always been voices for our speechless words

They make us fly high when we are down

Knowing we need them, they always surround.

Don’t know where we will be after a year or so   

Memories will be flashing & we won’t be able to let it go

Pockets will be full of money but I doubt smiles

Thanks for giving me those, I will take it as I go miles.