A walk.

A walk reminding you of all the walks before,
unfinished smiles, unfinished miles beside the locked door.
Because I crushed and crumbled your heart more than once,
Part with my words, part with my absence.

The soul in your eyes,
pierced through my disguise.
Strange little paper-boats up again,
I hope it doesn't, then I hope it does; rain!

You're right, I could never forget you,
your spell was deeper than what I thought, I knew.
But, you know it well,
I won't say a word, even if the heart rebels.

Long Walks!!

I can safely announce that I love long walks... provided, the weather is cool; there's nice smooth breeze, and I've my Ipod on, or a really interesting company... and when I come to think of it, who wouldn't???... anyways, latter is better, coz I kind of have music as my savior through out the day, like in 764, or my way to JNU or between classes or climbing stairs etc...

Its funny I don't feel tired even after hours of such walks, and I can start panting in minutes if either the music or the company goes away... God!! this btp is making me so lame, what am I writing; I think my head is going dry.. Gone are the lush creative rain-forests!!!; all I have now, is dry drain.. I honestly, have nothing to write, but I am going to, coz I haven't in a really long time.. and now I'm done.