Sunday, December 27, 2009

Future Perfect !

I think I want to be
But I cannot be
Still I desire to be
And I fail to be

Sometimes I could be
Many times I would be
And every time I look at myself
I regret that I should be

Suddenly one fine morning
I feel I have to be
Then I make up my mind
And say I got to be

No matter how you decide
No matter how you behave
You pass through
Discrete phases of life

You tend to be speechless
But you are always bewildered
When you stand in front of
Your ‘would be wife’….

You have a constant fear
Of losing your bachelorhood
While you keep dreaming
What if, what you could....