Saturday, October 4, 2008

...

I'd like to write
But my passions are not yet strong enough
Maybe I'm afraid
Scared that you'd be gone
Even before we began
I am happy here
I am away from all that
I am where I wanted to be
Excitement colours my way
To sleep at night is just too lame
When the cool wind blows your hair about
And dogs snuggle up close
When you chat away the hours with a new found friend
Everything is new
Everyday is a morning
A joy to wake up to...

I am scared

4 comments:

Anamika said...

welcome to the blogworld amu :)
and yes it is senseless to sleep at night when the cold wind blows ur hair about...

:)

Amu said...

@ Vrinda

Thanks for 'understanding'! lol!!!

The Mind Bedouin said...

an apt startin poem for a new blog... i went thru(still goin thru) most of the feelings u mentioned.. but jus take a care with ur organisation of ideas...
toast to a new frndship!!

Amu said...

Thank you so much for the interest and the comment. Scatter-brained as i am, organisation has always been a problem be it of my writing or my cupboard! will work on it..and please be honest with your comments..it will be a major major favour! Thanks