Monday, July 20, 2009

The Musician.




I have never loved a Musician.

I had loved you. And Him. And another You.

I am glad for all.

I had wanted him to sing me a song. For just me.

I had wanted him to sing us a song. Our Song.

I had wanted him to sing a song. To sing to Me only.

I am glad I never loved a musician. He would have just hurt too much.

I loved a Musician once, but not him. I loved him for his mousic.

Will I find you again?

I had loved another He. Bcoz he had music for me.

But he wasn’t a musician. And he Hurts, even now.

I have never loved a musician.Though I still have his chords.

1 comment:

Priyanca Vaishnav said...

I LOVE THIS BLOG!!!!! This post in particular reminded me of an old friend in Bangalore and my memory of the place about 7 years ago... when it was even more quaint and the concept of "one way" was still alien to me... :)