I had the hardest time picking a pair of jeans,
I had half heartedly selected one.
Mom was on her way to get it billed,
And that was when i saw you....
I stopped n stared,
Felt the connection instantly.(N guess you did too)
Denim, straight cut, regular fit, wrangler
I bought u for a discount at central
oh blue jeans i wore you everyday,
had no particular reason ever to change.
My life, my thoughts were running in a loop,
The monotony best signified by you.
Minutes turn into hours,
N i wait, for the night,
But before i know, its dawn,
N the wait has to start all over again.
I wake up to a fresh new day,
Which turns out no different from its previous.
My hope for the one to follow going a shade fainter,
Though not once i complain,remain stupefied by the procedure.
Two years have passed,
n you too have faded with me,
I know its time to part, but i cant.
Nostalgia for a time so dark,Holds me down.
I fought with the world that objected,
Refused the lucrative discount at central.
N so my blue jeans,I wear you everyday.
Not for the oul’ times, but cuz i cant think of a reason to change............
1 comment:
ah!!! u are quite a poet....... I remember those jeans and the time... very well written...
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