Jul 5, 2008

Sometimes...a writer's block is good

Its cold here in the city
It always seems that way
And Ive been thinking about you almost everyday
Thinking about the good times
Thinking about the rain
Thinking about how bad it feels alone again

Im sorry for the way things are in china
Im sorry things aint what they used to be
But more than anything else
Im sorry for myself
cause youre not here with me

Our friends ask all about you
I say youre doing fine
And I expect to hear from you almost anytime
But they all know Im crying
I cant sleep at night
They all know Im dying down deep inside

Im sorry for all the lies I told you
Im sorry for the things I didnt say
But more than anything else
Im sorry for myself
I cant believe you went away

Im sorry if I took some things for granted
Im sorry for the chains I put on you
But more than anything else
Im sorry for myself
For living without you

9 comments:

Shuv said...

there are guys out there who have already done the hard work...this one is thanks to Mr Henry John Deutschendorf Jr.

Straight from the heart. thank u John.

Ghetufool said...

akon has also a similar stuff. everybody seems to be sorry about something or the other.

but nice that you posted something.

Ghetufool said...

BTW, you are more talented. you can write better poetry.

Shuv said...

my god! ghetu will u marry me?

Vikas said...

1. If it is written for a woman- very agonising piece of work, it was very difficult reading it without puking.
2. If it is written for daru - great work had tears in my eyes.

Shuv said...

its written for love - what does it matter if that love is for a woman, a dog, golf or french fries?

Anonymous said...

bechara denver

Shuv said...

keno?

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