Wednesday, 12 November 2014

The Very First Impressions About You, My Love



Penned By B D Narayankar

That night,
when I saw
you for the
first time
at Bangalore Palace

How I wished
that this night
doesn't drown

How I wished
you stopped
the night
and both of us ran
for the shadow
so that the sun
doesn't grip us,
my love

How I wished
when the tired moon
clambering down
the Palace,
steps on to
the muggy walls
would slip

How I wished then,
you stalled the night
and I would spread 
the mesh
you would haul her
on your back
and I will give you
my hand as support

How I wished that
the night never ends

If you had gone,
my love,
I would have said katti
to you - I swear

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