Friday, April 11, 2008

Remember something?

Memoirs of a Promise:
On a bright blue Tuesday,
I was conceived -
of tales of “Robin” and like
And assuredly, I became.
Since then it’s been
weeks a many.
Feels shorter than one
For the prospect
was rather pleasant.
I saw no summons
Yet, I held belief
Now, - I, Promise – surmise
was on water writ.
Oye, idle Promiser,
do, insinuate,
and dissolve, me shall.
The ball and the court is yours~

2 comments:

Harini said...

Too many GRE words da... OHT

Manohar Seetha said...

If I were stranded on a desert island, I wouldn't need three things - I'd just take you. Thats great job,