Fourteen years, to this day. Or was it, just yesterday? Breath choked, eyes moist. Thoughts n memories stay unvoiced. Every moment spent …
Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name; So in a voice, so in a shapeless …
Musingsnothings!
Nothing – just for You!
Nothing did you ask of me.
And nothing do I gift thee.
Nothing but these lines.
Nothing but some aromatic brew.
Nothing that occludes the Sun.
Nothing to mar life’s fun.
Nothing but pure joy
Nothing but a new toy.
Nothing but peace of mind.
Nothing of that daily grind.
Nothing but happiness around.
Nothing but health, sound.
Nothing but a merry gang of friends
Nothing that ever ends.
Nothing that will spoil your day
Nothing that NO you need to say.
Nothing that doesn’t let you sleep
Nothing ever that makes you weep.
Nothing that ever makes you sad
Nothing that for your health is bad.
Nothing indeed can I add to the list.
Nothing, exactly like you did insist!
So,
Nothing it is, as per your wish.
Nothing but beautiful memories to cherish.
By Clown Pravin Tulpule (aka PINTOO), Retd. Lieutenant Commander (Communications Specialist), Indian Navy and proudly, my classmate at St. Xavier’s High School, Ahmedabad, Gujarat, India.