Saturday, November 17, 2007

Buy me a song tonight

Buy me a song tonight
Please buy me a song.

I have few lines and some stanzas.
Some scattered and some thrown on the table.

Few lines are so old
And few are too loved.
All these lines are so mine
Like my old bottle of wine.

Buy me a song tonight
Please buy me a song.

Few leaves from Shillong
And few from Bombay
Makes my song so fresh and lively.
The fragrance that touches my heart
Brings me more close to you.

Now do not buy me a song tonight
Let’s just make a song tonight
To feel the curves in the light.
‘We kiss, we see,
We smile and we kiss again’
Let’s sleep with the song tonight

10 comments:

EQUINOX229 said...

looks like a feeling of Dejavu mate...a nice blend of something that happened in the past and something thats happening right now...something melodious, something with a distinct rythm and pleasantness about it..or is it just an illusion about the past that you are going thru?

Whatever, its a neatly composed job.

Paras said...

thanks a lot Ramm.. u just got it so right... its actually living in the present and the sweet memories of past.

Anonymous said...

Nice Paras...

Your poems are always good combination of facts and fantasies..

keep it up Bubby

Deepa

Paras said...

oh thank you so much Deepa

Gokul said...

WOW...another great work man....

You really missing some one ...
You really need a partner :D
Its high time to find one....

Paras said...

thanks so much goks.. u sometimes just not only understand the poem, u also analyze the author!!thanks once agn

Hep Joan said...

Awesome job yaar... got tears in my eyes...

Paras said...

thank you so much Jonali..

KraftInn said...

good..

Jolly said...

awesum!!!

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