With or Without You


To adolescent nights
Of infant love.
To sweet nothings…
Too many to count.


To silent words
‘n’ several sins…
To aquiline figures
Stagnant in time…


She left behind a story;
A wrinkled one.
Known to none; but
Two shadows in doubt.


PS: Totally inspired by an awesome line up of songs on my playlist! Someday when I can play the guitar - I will sing this song! ;)

3 comments:

Vaishnavi Srinivasan 11:21 PM  

I hope you don't sound like Phoebe! ;-D

Nivedhitha 11:22 PM  

i hope so too! :P
Go Eagle claw & Iceberg! :D

Vaishnavi Srinivasan 11:34 PM  

Haha, she simply rocks!

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