Here I sit in Bangalore, I’m far away from home…
Waiting to go to Mumbai, can’t spend nor roam.
I am sitting by myself I can tell you as I have grown
If you’re bored with your family, try living alone
Your mp3 player and computer are your only friends
The silence of your cell phone never ends
You think about only balance, roaming, STD
You wait for one message, from the friends who did it for free
Remember your “Mom I wanna go to the hotel to eat”
Saying it now, is an impossible feat
You miss her hands, you miss that flavour
This nostalgia doesn’t cease, just stays forever
New place, new house, new friends, everything’s new
Will get better soon you hope, the food too.
You think the feeling’s new till the 30th day
Then in the next month, you think it’s gone away
But month after month it’s gonna stay
Yes, it’s gonna stay, whatever you say.
- Samir Deep Bellare
sambell111@gmail.com
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Hi Sam...I have always been a great fan of your writing! I take this opportunity to confess that I read your blog regularly...And till date, you are the only person I know who writes humourous articles effortlessly...I think Shridhar can give you tough competition though!
A nice rhyme! A new approach to lite - hearted poetry.
superb poem .... no other comment ...smashing
Hey Sam .....great to read ur poem.looking forward to read more stuffs from u.and yaa this poem will definetly drag me to read ur Blog...
Hi divya you read my yahoo blog?! oh god, i thought i was the only one!! thanks for the relief...well, this was my first non-humorous composition as far as i can remember...nice to know you guys like it..
Dear Samir,
This nostalgic poem is a bit humorous for your dad and mom, because it says comically, what you are missing about Mumbai. Write something about what knowledge you have gained by going to Bangalore.
Always Yours,
Deep.
Hey sam... Sexy poem dude... Keep it up
see my Dad thought my poem was funny :(
damn!
wonderful!as usual!love your writing style!!
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