Showing posts from July, 2012

Girly Moms and Man Boys

I Love being served
and being reserved. I look for a zone 'm privy with
Adore the moment you and me be with.
But for the sentimental centers
and cobwebs in the corners
I hate to part with.
I long to pretend reading a book
Only to have a look
At you standing with a tranquil look.
I long to wait in front of the window of your nook And to have a look At you reading a book. At the center of my tea pot
Lies the sunshine of your thought.
Behind every smoky circles caught
Lies the moonlight of your thought.
You are there my boy to be my man. You are there my girl to be my mom.

Oh! I got me caught.
- Swati July 17, 2012.