Sunday, March 6, 2011

My own season


Spring is here..
Ah that’s my season-season of love
They say.
Loving things living and non living
Loving everything close and away.

Love hurts ,they say
But nothing can hurt me I bet.
Too happy and always shall be happy
No matter what I lose and get.

You can’t make me cry today
As you see me laughing like mad.
Nah..I’m not a poor insane girl
Spring’s also for me
Only because I’m not bad.

It’s the season of love
Not the season only
For flowers to bloom.
It’s the season for pure souls,
To bring in new colours
And drive away the gloom.

I am a loner
Not with “Somebody”.
That can’t mean
I can’t love.
Spring is here..
Ah that’s my season..
I wanna only love,love and love..

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