Friday, August 27, 2010
Courtesy NeeDs ..
The wind can caress my hair
Unlike it turmoils the storm
Need is different of the cloud and my comfort
settles in little times in which I claim to belong
The sound can soothe my day
Or create a mayhem never expected
Its necessity is different , in my name
a mob or a group can be the two names
The wait for longing will end or not
Or the wait is rather worth or not
I can watch the sunset even at dawn
need is different , for me and for all
The purity might vanish in the smoke of my rage
I might be ignorant towards my patient ways
The rain can wane my thirst to some extent
Needs are different for me and you
you might take a thing as dope
and I can call the same
as your name !
For the stories on needs told to me.. I feel there's nothing more needful.. than desiring a thing that you hated in past !