The setting sun,
Washing the horizon with the final drops of gold,
The trees swaying to the tune of a light breeze...
The last song of the cuckoo
Like a note of farewell for the day...
And the living, settling for comfort
Some relief in exhaustion...
Yet I stand here idly
Looking into nothingness for an eternity...
With thoughts brimming in the mind
The heart, losing its control over emotions
I wait tirelessly
For the much anticipated...
My soul, restless with impatience
I look forward
To a timeless glance in your eyes.....
To feel your gentle touch
To drown myself in the ocean of love
As my life takes shape
Into someone as special as you....
My eyes look at the deserted, rugged path
It is yet to be glorified by your presence
They search in anxiety
For a sight of that silhouette
The human form of my desires....
All memories rush back n forth
As I attempt to take a hold on myself
Though I know it is futile....
I have to let go of me
Today, none will listen...
My heart, my mind, my soul
All possessed by passion....
All wait to get engrossed in you....
With Time at a stand still,
I wait here to lose myself in your loving embrace...
To bask in the warmth of happiness
The happiness, of fulfilled desires..
I wait here, my love, to meet you....
1 comment:
Too good....ur maturing as a poet...ur poems talk of deeper feelings in a more womanly way yet as always you keep that unique childish innocence intact. love ur work. kudos. keep writing
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