Roads gone by...
Collaborations....Siddharth Saxena
Feat Rashmi Priyadarshini Part 2
Roads gone by...
(A new poem co-written along with one of my very good friends.)
"Zindagi ke safar main gujar jaate hain jo muqaam.
Woh phir nahi aate woh phir nahi aate. "
Smiles, laughter, joy and the play.
The image of the girl, with that smiling face.
Crushes and heartbreaks, every other day.
All come back to me,
Sweet memories as they say.
Like the signboards on the highway.
Roads gone by, not meant to stay.
The childhood fights, the friends for life.
The first drink, those times we spent.
The first love, those promises, kept and unkept.
Like the signboards on the highway.
Roads gone by, not meant to stay.
The gesture of your eyes, the pain in my cries.
That midnight kiss, that first time hitch.
Yes, there was something that your laughter had to say.
Like the signboards on the highway.
Roads gone by, not meant to stay.
Those small small gifts, the after day rifts.
That walk in the rain, the talks we shared.
The way you said, the way I read.
Like the signboards on the highway.
Roads gone by, not meant to stay.
(check out Rashmi's site:
http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com)
Feat Rashmi Priyadarshini Part 2
Roads gone by...
(A new poem co-written along with one of my very good friends.)
"Zindagi ke safar main gujar jaate hain jo muqaam.
Woh phir nahi aate woh phir nahi aate. "
Smiles, laughter, joy and the play.
The image of the girl, with that smiling face.
Crushes and heartbreaks, every other day.
All come back to me,
Sweet memories as they say.
Like the signboards on the highway.
Roads gone by, not meant to stay.
The childhood fights, the friends for life.
The first drink, those times we spent.
The first love, those promises, kept and unkept.
Like the signboards on the highway.
Roads gone by, not meant to stay.
The gesture of your eyes, the pain in my cries.
That midnight kiss, that first time hitch.
Yes, there was something that your laughter had to say.
Like the signboards on the highway.
Roads gone by, not meant to stay.
Those small small gifts, the after day rifts.
That walk in the rain, the talks we shared.
The way you said, the way I read.
Like the signboards on the highway.
Roads gone by, not meant to stay.
(check out Rashmi's site:
http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com)
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