Monday, 16 April 2018

MY HOME



Can I still count the days?
Can I still wait for a praise?

I will do anything to make you turn my way.
U r the key to my heart that is locked away.

My love for you is beyond the ocean and the sky.
I will be the wild for you and the butterfly.

Can I be the one wishing  you upon the shooting stars? 
Can I shatter the limits you set and the bars?

I can be little too overjoyed cause you're the reason why.
All I listen to is your voice and your sweet little "hi".

Your eyes looks so pretty when you try explaining.
Your sweet little hand gestures and your confused replying.

Your flushed face or your intense gaze makes my heart race.
The turmoil of multiple emotions on your face makes my efforts to restrain futile.

Can I be little gutsy and say those three words to you today?
Can I have the permission to make you the last desire of mine?

Cause when I look at you all I see is a place called home.
Place where you are my family and you are my own. 
                   - Kajal Panwar

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