Stolen moments, make u steal a smile,
In the crowd of loneliness,
that moment accompanies for miles.
A moment stolen, to be a bad child,
To steal from mom’s closet,
A cookie saved for evening,
Just for a taste as mild.
A stolen moment to wink,
at the girl on next bench.
When teacher scolds,
With teeth tight clenched.
A moment stolen to puff out smoke,
on backyard of the house.
To be grown up as a kid.
The tender feeling of a man to arouse.
A moment stolen,
To close your eyes.
When boredom speaks in class,
To kiss your love through your eyes.
A moment stolen,
To think of your career.
When on field with friends,
Playing with no fear.
A moment stolen in the crowd,
to hold her by your side.
And then not look her into the eye,
When she stares from inches beside.
A moment stolen,
To kiss the first kiss again.
Drenched in that wish,
Caught in the office cabin.
A moment stolen,
To think of these moments.
Is a new life stolen,
Filled with these moments.
...Shiv.
...Shiv.
keep writing shiv .. love reading ur poems .. god bless u
ReplyDeleteWow.. it's very 'you'... :)
ReplyDeletevery good one...i didnt know u r a romantic!!!
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