Well Harsh attempted a hand in poetry... I got inspired to write a comment and came up with something impromptu.. Just put it up here as well .. ya know.. CHUMMA!!! =))

*Often she passes through my gaze,

And often I dream of her face,

Coz I see it clearly even in haze,

In this life of mine, a Formula 1 Race.*

*The way she moves, full of grace,

The spirit in her, her dress of lace,

Amazing thoughts her face it says,

And vivid emotions that she portrays.*

*To see her, I wait a long time,

And while I wait, I play with a dime,

But still I think, would be a crime?

That I just sit and think, and act like a mime!*

*Someday soon, I will tell her this

That she makes my life, with her very existence - a bliss

And maybe I get lucky and I get a kiss

And with these ramblings, I dismiss*

/:)! Naah, not feeling mushy anymore. But, well, am amazed at what crap i come up with when i let my mind wander... Hmmm how abt a poem based on that?