no freaking idea where the hell to go,
talking, shouting and crying I liked,
into my brother's stuff I spied..
Have you met me like five years ago,
no freaking idea where the hell to go,
books and more books, oh no no no,
studying was such torture, trust me I know..
Have you met me like one year ago,
no freaking idea where the hell to go,
friends I made, family was away,
still such void , what should I say..
Have you met me like two minutes ago,
still no freaking idea where the hell to go,
wisdom I heard comes with age,
looks like it just didn't find my cage..
Oh Hi..I am me. Nice to meet you.
Heheeee....nice nice!
ReplyDeletewah waah waah...awesome...
ReplyDeleteyaar..How do you write like this? This is really a deep feeling. I took two minutes to understand the blog after reading it.
ReplyDeletewitty....
ReplyDeleteWow Vindhya.. awesome.. really liked it!
ReplyDeleteFlow's awesomme for a 2nd blog post :) Keep the good work going :) Cheers!!!!!
ReplyDeleteNice rhyme.. wisdom will come with age and you won't even know :)
ReplyDeleteThank you all :)
ReplyDelete@Rajat: Hope so !