My baby is so far away,
She sleeps during my day.
Does my baby dream of me?
Oh, how I wish I could see!
My baby studies as I sleep,
We both have promises to keep.
As my darling does her PhD,
Oh, how I wish I could see!
My honey finds her homework tough,
Then she goes to buy some stuff,
When my dear goes to party,
Oh, how I wish I could see!
My honey buys a new shirt,
And wants to get a new skirt,
But when she wears the saree,
Oh, how I wish I could see!
She tells me these when we chat,
She tells me that she’s gotten fat,
But how fat can she really be?
Oh, how I wish I could see!
My honey says she’ll come back soon,
I just sigh and look at the moon.
I really miss my darling baby,
Oh, how I wish my baby could see!
Aviv Nair
23/7/2011
Monday, February 27, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Reverting to Me
Old walls rise up again,
Old habits surface again,
Old guns boom again,
Old thoughts race again,
If only I could turn back time,
Back to when you were still mine!
Aviv Nair,
21/2/2012
Old habits surface again,
Old guns boom again,
Old thoughts race again,
If only I could turn back time,
Back to when you were still mine!
Aviv Nair,
21/2/2012
Lost
In music and lyrics, in rhythm and rhyme,
I lost myself, time after time.
In poetry and prose, in plot and verse,
I lost myself, for better, not worse.
In animals and birds, in trees and flowers,
I lost myself, for hours and hours.
In sculpture and art, in paint and clay,
I lost myself, in many a way.
But then in love, in hope and in vain,
I lost myself, and couldn't find myself again.
Aviv Nair,
25/2/2012
I lost myself, time after time.
In poetry and prose, in plot and verse,
I lost myself, for better, not worse.
In animals and birds, in trees and flowers,
I lost myself, for hours and hours.
In sculpture and art, in paint and clay,
I lost myself, in many a way.
But then in love, in hope and in vain,
I lost myself, and couldn't find myself again.
Aviv Nair,
25/2/2012
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