U .. Colors..

U were the words..
U r the colors..
Ur hands were the brush..
U hold me tight..
Whisper so many..
And i found self painted..
With a lot many colors...

me.. you..

I searched u everywhere
But not within me....
I waited for u so long
U were sitting alongside of me...
I feel the zephyr though its really hot outside
I wonder why u hold a hand-fan....