Monday, December 17, 2007

When I get old

When I age one day,
Will you be my walking stick?
And find my glasses too?

When I age one day,
Will you still love me the same,
And plant the same kiss?

When I age one day?
Will you still hold my hand and
Still praise my wrinkled face?

When I age one day,
Will you still be my alarm clock
And fight the same fights?

When I age one day,
Will you still sleep with my snores?
And wake up with me at morn?

-Gauri Gharpure

3 comments:

The Solitary Writer said...

hmm yeah this nice
imaginative and nice

10/10

Rajarshi said...

Whn you age one day will you still blog?
Btw....are we gonna be treated with poetry in this blog....??....it will be very nice then...and where can i find u more often,here or at life rulz?
Just one more thing ...what is it with that picture drawn with pencil??

Gauri Gharpure said...

Thanks Stephen, and Thought...

Stephen- I will always remember u as the first person to write me a comment on this blog :)

Thought, I have always loved writing poems, and to describe anything in the shortest possible way is very tough. So I think this blog is goin to keep me occupied in near future..

Btw, wht abt the other short posts? any views?