My dear iPod...

Just a scribble for one my best buddies!

My dear iPod...

 

 

A new day had begun, but

Everything just seemed the same,

the chaos, the hustle, the bustle, but

When I Hold you and Hear you,

Feels like walking through the happiness lane.

 

I came across many a faces, many a minds, but

Neither had a smile nor a pleasant thought,

D shrewd, d harmful, d boastful, but

When I Hold u n Hear u,

Feels like I still like them that way a lot.

 

Each passing person I saw, I met, but

No one really listened or cared, all are

so busy, so rough, so tough, but

When I Hold you and Hear you,

Feels like without saying a word, I am loved.

 

Dedicated to the love of my life…My iPod....thanks for being with me!

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Reviews

[Sakshi]

Love this one..
we all have a habit to talk with non-living things, and we have a voice inside talking all the time.
this is a perfect example of those voices penned down.
amazingly written, well versed.
Keep it up :)
cheers..