Thursday, January 13, 2011

The rain

Incessant rain
this morning,
a morning you feel dismal,
a morning to bring
the memory of old faces,

a morning of some warm passion,
a morning of "Mia ki mallhar",
a little hope
and some trembling pain,
this is the morning
when one holds your face
in his palm and
puts his lips on yours
and say " I love you".

And You?
Rain outside
you sit by the window
gave leave to your mind,
The mind travels far and wide.

You made me lonely
in this dark cloudy morning,
incessant rain outside,
But dont you know my darling,
In such mornings,silent desires
flicker like the fire flies ?

4 comments:

  1. "But dont you know my darling,
    In such mornings,silent desires
    flicker like the fire flies ?"

    So beautifully summed up...could actually picture flickering fireflies:P

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  2. You could ?? I know you could.
    I have seen you flicker too in your poems.
    Thanks for the visit Sahiba.
    Hope we shall meet again

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