Monday, May 22, 2006

Joy of life

I wish I was there
To share all your life
Through the child hood
And your naïve youth

To have supported you in hard times
And been rejoiced by the goods
Being a part of all your mischief
Making you the joy of my life

But again, you still are...
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2 comments:

  1. PrabathTuesday, May 23, 2006 10:49:00 AM

    Hey.. hey .. hey ...a serious thing to think about...

    Don't know why u wrote this.
    Poem seems to reflect the feelings of a mother or a father, who didn't have time to spend with his/her child... may be due to a busy shedule... and may be child is dead now...

    Need an explanation.. Maha...?

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  2. MahasenTuesday, May 23, 2006 11:05:00 PM

    And to miss all the different kinds of interpretation of it by others? No way!

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