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Some Girl

There is this girl
Who calls me up,
When she needs someone to talk to,
Then ask me, how much I know her,
To tell her this, I don’t have a number.
Down the memory lane of silly things,
Together we take a walk.
Just to ask one another,
‘Did I hurt you?’
After every small talk.
She listens to my silly poems,
Like none has done,
Jokingly she says ‘I obliged you’,
But, I know she’ll still be next to me,
When there is none.
She teases me with some girl,
And drives me insane,
I begin to shout at her,
I give her sadness and gift of pain.
Why I always hurt the person,
Whom I never want to be sad.
She still would be with me,
At all times, good or bad.
She calls me Mister YES,
I can’t even agree now,
Cos that would mean,
Again a Yes.
The truth is NO is the last thing,
I want to say to her.
I want to tell her so much,
Every moment is memorable.
When she is with me,
I love being with her,
Cos with her I am just ME



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