Got it in the mail.....A lovely poem reminded me of few friends...lucky to hv these few around... Falling Leaves I was thinking of old friends today and how many of them have slipped away. Moved, got married, or stopped calling so much, Found new friends, got busy, and just lost touch. It reminded me of falling leaves . Every autumn the leaves fall from the trees. Some stay longer than others, but eventually - Each leaf must fall, I'm told, leaving the tree alone to face the cold. Why is it that in the time of utmost need the leaves would seek to leave the tree? And when we need our friends around we look and they cannot be found? Of course these friendships come and go and in the spring new leaves will grow. But I prefer autumn friends of old with crackling laughter and colors bold. And then I thought of you. That one stubborn leaf that won't let go. That clings despite the winds that blow. Fighting ice, and snow, and winter's stings Hanging on right through till spring. So I guess that's what you are to me - The very last leaf to leave the tree. I know it seems silly, but it's true. When I see that last leaf...I think of you.
Impressive...i lived every word of this poem.... "mil bhi jaate hai to katra jaate hain" "hai mausam ki tarah dost bhi badal jaate hain"
@Garima, u again making it emotional... :cry1: n at the same time i was listening to "i will be there for u" >> bryan adams, so it's badly double impacted, so lemme :cry2: :
Pamposh, Subhro, Sanjay, Sachoo thanks for reading... Sanjay...though ur post confused me a lil...: Sachoo....its still better...kno wat :secret: m bk to my sad poems :cry2: hv bundles of them its just that m not posting them here...as i promised :
noooooooooooooooooooo sad poems or i had to fight with u :aggre: , ok but jus one in a week : , hehehehe. :secret: i actually didn't read the whole poem and rolled back the song to "black eyed peas" ... hehehehehe
gary, ye acchii hain.......and y did u go back to ur sad peomsssssssss again???? u had a master key kya of that door????.....** boinks** ....**calls the tissue paper guy to reorder tissues **........
good good well ritten dusaroon ke dard main kaam aana kaam hai ye mera kirdaar mere dushmanoo main amm hai.... it took 2 years for me to .....understand these lines of a great poet.... i never had this bare kinda exprience APNE DOSTTO KI KYAA BAAT HAI KUSHI MAIN HO NA GUM MAIN REHTE SAATHA HAI...
hiiii garima nice poem.......thanx for sharing it wid us...... but haven't seen anything for so long from ur diary...... wht happened.... anyways....... whatever u write , u write straight from ur heart....thats why i like ur poems... they are full of emotions...... so plz keep writing......and mailing.... abhi.....
@Sachoo, Abhi relax guys...i thnk i shud keep those poems to myself...so i wont post them here... @Sanjay Got it now....thanks for reading :grin: @Nimisha ... Madhuresh Thanks for reading @Abhi....thanks yaar...its just that m not posting on IGT though i hv loads of stuff in my diary but its all Sad & i dont want to post that here....trying to write some thng normal...but thnk its hard for me :cry2:
garima , it is really wonderful ,i have gone thru' every line n enjoyed n feel equally. i must congratulate u ........... diz