walk beside me
when the roads are straight, also when the roads take bend,
and once we decide to walk , lets walk until the end..

i may look bleak, with lame shoulders and and cracking knees..
you are the cushion that will be my reprieve,
no plasters no paris, no moments of errand
to walk with you, slow yet forever, is all i intend

don't be fast nor be slow..
for i may not be able to, bear life's blow
to be a egotistic rambo, is something i can't pretend,
i would rather use your love , to help myself defend

to be a cynosure, was never my cup of tea,
the only word that mattered , i call it as "we"
i may just be a "i" right now, alone in my tent,
but i am sure that you are there somewhere, waiting for me to blend

have burnt off quite a few candles by now...
29 to be precise, every year i say. wow..
how long do u want me to sit on the start line..
open the cloud gate, its time to descend..


have tried in vain , to kill this hidden pain ,
you better be here soon, lest i marry disdain..
dont bother about the holes, we can mend them in the journey
don't u remember that its the walk together ,that matters more, its never the end...

enough of standing in this single lane street,
lets make it plural, with our hearts thumping beat,
come let's start the journey, give our hearts a little vent.
it a long long road to go, till we make it to the end

Very nice...