Tuesday, January 12, 2010

It was late

She saw the moons come and go
Each dawn and dusk passed by her ego
Every fleeting minute did get harder
And every day and night did she find longer

Yet she didn’t wait to say
She didn’t heed to certain
That it’s his absence she couldn’t defray
That it’s his company she pined


Rajat Chowdhary said...

kuch samajh nehi aya.. kavi ki kalpna ke liye ek kunji ki awashakta hai

Jags said...

Gone - flitted away,
Taken the stars from the night and the sun
From the day!
Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
~Alfred Tennyson

Some only part to meeet again, And meeting again, after moments or lifetime as it may seem, is certain for those who are friends.

The King of Hearts said...

Short n to the point , well written as u always do Laks.

Who was in your mind when you wrote this???????

Nonsense of a confused consultant said...

@Laks, lovely poem Laks..

At times its the distance which actually makes you understand and feel the importance of the person you are yearning for..

Sidharth said...

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satya said...

Belligerent are the emotions that confront you today.
Thousand feelings beg you to hear what time has to say.
Whispers in your head scream as you walk the busy street.
Your head spins wild, while numb go your feet.

I would just say, it is never too late
The absence is not a prolonging fate
Thou shall it be
Thou shall it be