He comes to you when you don't want him
He whispers he touches u like a cold zephyr
He is not dark not light,he is not death not life..
He is filled with love..n fantasy..
He is full of grief..n grudges..
His romance is unlike anyother..
His kiss is everlasting ,soft n tender.
You long for him,want his presence..
You hug him,embrace him n make him sense.
You ask him to come,to be close,to make you happy..
You yell at him,thrash him when ur unhappy .
You hear his whispers,somwhr dowm ur mind..
But he sounds nothing,n his rustles disappear wid wind.
He is not a man ,nor a beast..
He is not a saint,nor a feast.
Then guess who he is? guess who??
He remains with you till eternity
n he is no one else thn your own PHANTOM OF MEMORIES
to read the hindi version of my post in tweenies own words plz click here dhundhla aks..a beautiful composition.
