While sliding along a thorny slope,
wid choking blindness around.
Some mugged up doors, a ray of hope,
though none unlocked I found..

I knocked out some, some voices came,
but none of them profound,
They peeped in through the broken frame,
n then they turned around..

Skidded, scraping down d height,
Hung up!, struck hard a rock,
Wid no1 around, there's yet no lyte,
Your there without a knock..

Held my hand, wiped off the tear-
helped me as I tread,
Whispered the words, I craved to hear,
M there wid u , (s)he said..

Thanx a lot for saying so,
U know not wat u gave,
-the gentle hug,d care u show,
-4 calming over the rave..

4 invoking in me the meaning again,
by having in me the trust,
4 pulling me from the force insane,
2 help me resist the thrust..

Though nothing from u, ur side arise,
so special as such 2 be done,
But ur presence behind, the urge in those eyes-
was rare like no one..

Watever it be, I need no share,
no tyme, or so extra attention!
Just a feeling dat YOU are there,
That's it n all is done...

18 december 2007, tuesday.