What to say about girls? tender delicate flowers

rainbows, cheers, Queens, angels, honey showers

Boys love them deeply but they reject sharply

we feel bad, we weep mad ourselves poignantly

Our love becomes a blossom, it blooms, soon dulls

A love for the boys is a jest for the girls...........

Monday, March 1, 2010

Last Wintry Night

I had a dream after meeting my lover... It was as....

Dream: It was the time, I met my lover and I was coming back to my home, it was the same old backstreet from which I was coming... the street where I used to stand and sent signals to my lover.... A wind blew right then and my mind went into my past... this poem describes my feelings then....

It's chilling out and me lonely in the street
A full moon day, its glory is pleasing sweet
Drenched in your love its getting frozen up
My coat wants a coat, I can't see a tea cup
here it's all lonely, I'm searching you dear
people dozed, I can't shout but try to hear
I'm waiting for your voice, Waiting for you
waiting for your excuse, waiting for a clue

Yelling at the mansions, cutting through snow
dashing through chilling winds, wishing to go
back to my residence, changing mind to stay
wanna explore you , kiss you and make gay
maples fall, walnuts fall, snow falls, but I fell
your love so deep, none to heed still I do yell
"Can you hear me Girl!" I shout, shout, I gasp
Eyes getting cold, I still bold, search and I gasp

Caught your house but fear to intrude there
bcoz your parents anger might be still there
Your dreams may be disturbed, you may wake
you may scold me, whatever destiny can make!
It's such an odd hour but for love it's partly not
If I dare, a chance is there that I may be caught
suppose If I don't, can I resist my mind control
it's in your hand as it is like, my heart you stole

perhaps you are waiting, or are with me enjoying
in your eyes, we are in splendid heaven just flying
I don't know or Do I only know? coz you are me for
me is you, you in me and my mind has a bit of stir
what you may be doing? I only love you or any else
Rather you love me, somebody more than me else
you don't like anyone? For it's me only this time out
searching you, I yell, gasp, call, shout, shout, shout!!

Are you there in the house? how many storeys up?
Is there someone to stop you? poking their nose up
You called me this time... Is that just for fun and joy
watching my pain and tensions... punishing this boy?
have you forgot the promise? That you'd meet me..
Or that it's tomorrow else the other day? It's me.....
struggling and juggling.. Is this a jest of April first?
anyways, I need you this time.. please fill my thirst

The spark of reality hit my mind , the truth revealed
I got back my senses and my gay and joy uphevealed
it was tough to believe it but the suspense was joyous
I didnot heed to my mind for time, tension enormous
My mind came down cool, for we are already lovers
the street reminded of a year past which still hovers
when I waited and you accepted my love, we met before in park
in evening, I was in my way back to home, delayed was the spark!

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