From
the pen APN
I
thought and thought but could not get a conclusion on how I will express my
feelings to you. I thought I will write a poem. Then I thought writing a story
would be better........I was in a fix. I
silenced my mind. And my mind constructed your smiling gracious figure that
flashed upon the mental eyes. Soon my heart started responding to that magical
figure. Waves of love and strong feelings rose in my heart. And I enjoyed the
joy of being washed away by the unknown waves of love........
In
deep longing I phoned you. I wished to forget my existence in the melody of
your sweet voice but you answered me most crudely. You spoke with checks and
balances. And you killed the poet in me and you killed the writer in me........
Suddenly,
the waves of love subsided and the songs of my tender thoughts receded. But I
knew that they would appear once again with more maturity and beauty when the moon
would shine and a lovely heart would come behind closed doors to hold my hands
with closed eyes and inviting lips.
This
time the waves would be bigger and the thoughts deeper to drown the reminiscences
of your wooden voice and swollen face.
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