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MY BEST FIGHT!

I look at you from across the room
A smile covers your eyes of gloom.
I wonder who would hurt your heart
Who would ever leave your love and part?
I know that I am no one to judge your past
But my heart is falling for you, so fast.

I try to help myself and look away,
So that someone else may find me and make my heart sway.
But you look at me, with a smile caressing your lips
And I feel drawn to you, and my heart slowly gives.
I let the feeling flow into my veins,
And hope that it will not leave me insane.

Oh why do we need to follow rules?
If all it does is leave us blue.
A friend takes my hand and asks me to dance,
Should I be happy or sad or elated at this chance?
I try to smile back at you and leave,
Though my feet walk away, my chest heaves.

I search your eyes for an answer,
But your eyes give nothing away.
My heart cries out to you,
You then look away, the thing you always do.
Can’t we just unleash the feelings we have?
Or are we scared that we may drift apart?
I will wait, till you feel the same way too,
Wait till you see it in my eyes, the feelings I have for you.

Things go wrong all the time,
The heart becomes cold and out of rhyme.
But I’ll wait till the tune is right,
For you, I’ll fight my best fight!

Comments

pawan said…
Two back to back poems!.
I should say I liked the 'Sacrifice' better!
But it doesn't mean this is bad, but I read 'Sacrifice' first, which gave a deep jolt to my heart, this one felt like a meek push!

Good Work!
Waiting for more!
June 22, 2009 at 1:30 PM
Unknown said…
Pavan,

thank you for your comments. I wrote this one before Sacrifice! And these two poems are diff senarios. Though both of them are on love, the imp thing is that one talks abt fighting for what is hers and the other lets go, and waits endlessly!

Love,
TJ
June 23, 2009 at 2:45 AM
Runa said…
hmmm...I guess I completely understand what you want to express here...isn't that beautiful?
June 30, 2009 at 7:27 AM
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