A boy was sitting in a garden thinking of you;
Watching everybody with empty eyes thinking of you.
Seasons came and went, but a tree was as it is thinking of you;
Birds flew over me, water passed on me,
but a stone was as it is thinking of you.
Many people came in life;
Some stayed a long, some stayed for a while,
But I was alone at all thinking of you.
Time touched me with its every moment;
But, my each moment went on thinking of you.
At last a moment came, I had to go,
But, still my eyes were waiting to catch you,
my hands were open to hug you,
my words were eager to talk to you.
And the moment stagnated thinking of you.
Still there is a hope, you might have been late;
A path to my grave is there, to be walked by you,
And I m still there, thinking of you. thinking of you.
- by Bhagi
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“This is song is written by me in library on 14th September, 2005. And I was really alone at that time even I was covered by crowd. I think that is the nature’s mystery that some time u feel people in loneliness and some time u r lonely in the crowd. This poetry may not be artistic but I have tried to say what I was feeling.”