I wish I could tell you,
How grateful I am to you.
It stops me,
What do you call it?
Ego; they say,
Was I such an egomaniacal?
My lips never worded,
"Thank You".
I couldn't make it,
I was headstrong.
Peers do have this,
I presumed.
Moreover you in the opposite gang,
Malignity over us,
We always ended up in a row.
It was yet another day,
When things changed for me.
In a white room my sister laid,
Breathing heavily.
People in white coats rushing
up and down the theater.
I saw her,
My little princess.
Suffering for her life,
I realized,
That very moment,
In a spark,
I learnt,
What have we got in this world
To fight for?
My princess, will she live?
A Miracle,
Someone's blood had saved her.
I was thankful to God,
Still knowing that it was you.
Days passed,
Why couldn't I?
Everyday i saw you in college,
I wished I could walk over to you,
And say those simple words ; inarticulated
It never happened,
I was such a tight-lipped.
Last day of college,
I made up my mind,
Walked valiantly to you.
"All the best dude," was all my lips said
A blockhead.....
Years flew...
I still remember my desire to tell you,
How grateful I should have been to you.
It hurts,
To realize that i still had,
A debt to pay.
A simple word...
"Thank You Sam" said I
Looking at the sky,
And closed my eyes....
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