Monday, 4 October 2010

Fragment of an Incomplete Soul



Beginning from the day we met,
Events infinite have ensued.
Similar thoughts and tastes made us bond.
The passage of time made us grow fond (of one another).

Finding a person who reflects us,
Rarely do we find such a great mirror.
Instilling sense when we make a fuss,
Elevating the spirit when we make an error.
Not just a fragment of an incomplete soul.
Devoid of him/her life's but a gaping hole.

2 comments:

Defiant said...

Good poem.. n simple rhymes :)

Pri said...

awwww!!! :)