An Optimist Lover
(Composed on the lonely trip in Rajdhani Express on 23/12/2005 and dedicated to the poet in me and my inspiration(s))
Neither push it too hard
Nor push it too slow.
Love is a game of hearts,
Let the hearts themselves glow.
Seasons don't matter
Winds of change will someday blow.
It takes a while to realize what
You really want and already know.
Neither push it too hard
Nor push it too slow.
Love is a game of hearts,
Let the hearts themselves glow.
Seasons don't matter
Winds of change will someday blow.
It takes a while to realize what
You really want and already know.
Comments
Please shed some light on the "inspiration(s)".
It takes a while to realize what
You really want and already know.
-Satvik