I have 1034 friends, and all of them like me a lot
I think I can be called a leader, there are a lot many who follow me
There is a lot of chatter in my life, coz I tweet and retweet all the day
I am a sporty fellow, I tend to be gaming all the way
But, yes I crave for companionship, who may like me or not..
But are with me, as they say in the books “through thick and thin”
I do not always wish to follow or be followed, I wish there was one who walked with me..
By my side, matching my steps, and may be holding my hand
In the noisy chitter chatter, I do miss the silence..
Wanting to understand the gaze, making sense of the quiet, straddling the stillness…
Yes, amidst the crowd, I want to be with me
Flickering fingers do get tired
May be I want to run across the ground, with a gay abandon
No one watching but me
The cloud of my ideas, my thoughts is burst by the tring of the phone
It’s not just a phone, it’s a world in itself
It crosses my mind may it’s a trap, but I shut the thought as it’s all my life
It’s a text, it’s a forward meaningless to the core
But I attend to it like my life depends on this
It’s so complex that when I get a text on the trap of this all
I need to forward this to all to quell my urge