The Call

I wait desperately for your call,

With your name my day rises and falls,

My heart gives itself wings,

Whenever the telephone bell rings..

But do u know I m always mistaken,

Its then when I feel like being taken..

I try to concentrate on other things,

But yet again my heart gives a skip n gives itself wings...

This procedure goes on and on,

And before I realise where I belong..

In your memories I pick up pen and paper,

And scribble my feelings as though eating some wafers..

Pouring down myselves down on paper I,

Sit down in ur memories till my throat goes dry..

Am moved by my feelings and brought to my senses,

and thats when I know I m losing my defenses...

Yet, No sooner I understand how much I miss you,

Wish u were in my arms and I might have kissed u..

You will be carried away by my emotions and its flow,

Loving u so much that u never want to go...

But then I hit back to reality and know where i stand,

Its like wearing expensive clothes but without any brand..

And yet again I wait for the moment all day long,

Wishing every moment spent in each others memory makes our relationship strong....

28^th April 2006, 1.03 am