Saturday, February 04, 2006

You and I

If you found that you were me
You’d be undoubtedly confused.
You wouldn’t know how to row
Against the currents that you know.
You’d want to write a book
And pen a witty tome
Or maybe be a crook
And steal an island home.
But every time your eyes
Fall on the thing you prize
A whiff of something new
Lights another fire in you.
Does all this chaos worry you?
Or does the upheaval excite you?
Would you rather this the storm?
Or have it be the norm?
Either way is fine
‘Cause it’s not you;
It’s me.

13 Comments:

At 12:58 PM, Blogger kart said...

Nice one Gauthu. If you are planning to steal anything please let amma and Appa know first. :)

 
At 3:10 PM, Blogger Madhu said...

For some days now, my island home was missing... GIVE IT BACK TO MEEE !!

 
At 1:23 AM, Blogger Bare said...

sweet poem

 
At 10:51 PM, Anonymous funstar said...

Nice one dude...

 
At 5:18 AM, Blogger Sandai-Kozhi said...

superb poem yaar!!!


-just a passer by

 
At 2:49 PM, Blogger Roshni said...

Hey!!
just browsing around ... killing time.
that lil poem...reminded me...of me. well not that i had ever forgotten!
is the state of being described in that..have something to do with ADD??...i wonder about me...

 
At 12:51 AM, Anonymous grafficjam said...

hahahha witty and funny.

 
At 12:37 PM, Blogger luke said...

thats good ..quite individualistic....

 
At 7:12 PM, Blogger MY VIEWS said...

nice poetry........
cheers!
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At 4:58 AM, Blogger whoami123 said...

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At 4:15 PM, Blogger sangeeta said...

very nice poem. keep it up:)

 
At 1:11 PM, Blogger BORED IN LIFE... said...

good one buddy...
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At 9:04 PM, Blogger Anjana Talapatra said...

:) delightful

 

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