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Date: 16th january of 2007
Time: 01:08:29 am indian time at night.
I was chatng with a 22-24 yrs girl from delhi...name is AABHA.
She send me her original poem..
When i askd about her lover...
POEM:
Around the corner
I have a friend,
In this great city
That has no end,
Yet the days go by
And week rush on,
And before i know it
A year is gone,
And i never see my old friend face,
For life is a swift and terrible face,
He know i like him just as well,
As in the days when i rang his bell,
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing to name a game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
TOMORROW i say I LL CALL ON HIM,
just to show that i am thinking about him,
But tomorrow comes and goes.
But distance between us grows and grows.
Around a corner,
Yet miles away,
Here's a telegram sir
'HE DIED TODAY'
And thats is we get and deserve in the end,
Around the corner a vanished friend.
*after that day..c neva come back to talk to me..many times, every days, i try to contact her..i want to talk to her...i dnt knw why..but there is something..which make us vry close within few days...sometimes i really miss her lots. God gve her lots of happiness. Dt i want for her..:-(:-(
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