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Monday, December 7
As Long As You Love Me...
Although loneliness has always been a friend of mine,
I'm leaving my life in your hands,
People say I'm crazy and that I am blind, Risking it all in a glance.
And how you got me blind is still a mystery,
I can't get you out of my head,
Don't care what is written in your history,
As long as you're here with me.
I don't care who you are, Where you're from,
What you did, As long as you love me...
Who you are, Where you're from,
Don't care what you did,
As long as you love me...
Every little thing that you have said and done,
Feels like it's deep within me,
Doesn't really matter if you're on the run,
It seems like we're meant to be.
I've tried to hide it so that no one knows,
But I guess it shows, When you look into my eyes,
What you did and where you are comin from,
I don't care, As long as you love me, baby...
Backstreet Boys - my favorite boy band when I was a teenager; the songs make me smile and sigh even today coz the lyrics are so amazing...
And here's a short little addition from my side... Doesn't exactly rhyme, but matches the mood...
I try to immerse myself in things to do,
But I know even before I start,
That I won't be able to stop thinking of you...
All the faults seem small, my need for you so large,
As I imagine us hugging and kissing endlessly...
As long as you love me baby...
-Princess
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3 comments:
Anuja
now i need inspiration from you to write poems..i mean i tried but the end-product is sooo..soo..how do u do it?
Beautiful,thought n amazing hw u take small things make it turn soo beautiful n "sexy"if this word can be used to term poetry.
byw do u have any link to the poetries of Kamla Das.
cheers
Vishal
Thanks, Vishal!
By the way, this is not my creation... as I said this is one of the tracks by the boy band called Backstreet Boys.
Of course, the last few lines are mine... And I sure FEEL the poem, if you know what I mean... I guess if you feel real hard enough, the rhyme fits in place :-)
Kamla Das, eh? I just found this one blog with her poetry - http://arjunpuri.wordpress.com/2009/05/31/poems-of-kamala-das/
You could try googling for more.
Cheerio!
Anuja
hey nice addition there anuja ;)
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