When an angel grants me my birthday wish..
I will ask to see your smile again,
Actually no,
I will ask to hear your voice again
Actually no,
I will ask a beer with you,
Hmm no,
I will ask for a walk with you,
Hmm no,
I will ask for your touch again,
Actually no,
I will ask for a date with you,
Hmm no, thats still not enough;
Actually what ever I ask for, you will still not be with me;
So I am going to ask for rewriting a moment, a moment where I let you go.

You were never my date,
You are not my boyfriend,
You are not my Mr Perfect,
You definitely can not be my prince or the knight of love;
But you are my bestest friend, with whom I wish to share my life till the end;

Tears,
they do not mean only pain;
or don’t just depict suffering..
drop by drop, mist by mist
they have the power to move coldhearts;
and can outsmart a hundred words;
Tears
they are a blessing, only to a privileged few,
they roll only for a precious few;
Tears
they were always with me when I missed you,
they moisted my dry sleepless eyes, when even my brain had no clue
Tears
I treasured every drop that rolled over my cheeks
oyesterized them more dearly than pearls,
as they are not just any tiny water droplets,
they are full of irreplaceable YOU!!

You left, but love stayed back with me;
Fortunately
Love is not a person, its a feeling that cannot be robbed.

I forgot your reminiscences that were keeping me awake at nights,
I shut out the thoughts that reminded me of you,
I put away all your souvenirs and pioneered on a journey without you,
I shrugged off at every mention of your name,
But
Everything hit a reset switch- the moment I ran in to you today !!
Now I have to push myself out of this graveyard again, mend my broken heart again,
Erase your memories again, write off your name again.
Looks like I will have to be born again..

Everything around me is so annoying;
the wind that's blowing my hair,
the chills that's making me shiver,
the sun that doesn't seem to understand what shrug off is,
the loud music playing from cars,
the laughter of couples and giggles of friends,
looks like anything without you is just annoying;

Like the untiring sun, who sets every evening
   but still rises up every morning
Like the blooming flowers, who end up withered,
   but still blossom beautifully everytime
Like the bird chakor, who unrequitedly loves moon
    knowing it can never reach him
I will not give up loving you, though you may never love me back