A DREAM !

On the way to the church,

i rode on the same old roads,

passed on the same old streets,

rolled my wheels on

the same humps and dumps.

But everything seemed to be fake,

coz u weren't there

in the back seat of my bike.

You weren't there

to laugh to my jokes,

u weren't there

to me to pinch.

As i reached the church ,

i dint wait on my bike

until u get down,

coz u weren't there.

I dint expect any help

in lighting the candles,

coz u weren't there : (.

And i finished my prayer

and started back to home alone.

But u kothi u had filled the back seat

and started to tickle me loud.

With the shock and surprise,

i started to dance on the clouds. : )

But that curve on my face

dint live longer,

as i came to know that

i had become an open eyed dreamer : (

KEEP SMILING : )