Friday, 4 September 2009

You and Me...



[writing a poem after a real long time...lack of inspiration! Last night we were talking and it poured like crazy and then all of a sudden the line was cut. We tried calling each other but no network! I can't begin to tell you how frustating it was! So finally I called him early morning and it got through...Spoke to him for a bit and went back to sleep. This is of course for Him!]

Who invoked thee?
Ask I
The clouds might be weeping?
Thought I

The gentle pitter-patter
of the rains
Fall like shards of glass now,
it pains

My eyes hurt as the water
descends
The heart fears for my vision
blurs

You are to come, but when?

The warm sun rose to
glory this morn
And now the ominous dark clouds
the skies adorn

Are the clouds weeping?
I wonder
As the water keeps
seeping

Is it the day of doom?
I muse
As I descend into
gloom

The sun’s disappearance
this aft,
The moon’s appearance
not.

My cold hands make to
shiver
As the gushing water
Unbound the
river

I should have heard
the tinkle
Of your bicycle by now,
I think.

But the water will drown the
ringing bell,
My tears blink.

There is a flash of lightning
as the
Gates dash and so do
my hopes.
Wonder how my heart copes…

My heart sinks but then…
I hear the tink
I dash out to see
As the winds clash in glee
You stand and look
Oh I think my heart shook!

You wink and as I soar
high
As the breeze roars by

We hold hands and the
rains drops
Sound like music props…

18 comments:

mihir said...

nice!

Nikki said...

@ Mihir

Thanks!

Julia Smith said...

Glad you got an urge for a poem, Nikki. This is wonderful:

'I should have heard
the tinkle
Of your bicycle by now,
I think.

But the water will drown the
ringing bell,
My tears blink.'

ani_aset said...

I'll be honest nikki
You write better than that :)

Saurangshu Kanunjna said...

Inspiration..often a synonym to a him/her... and sometime lack of it leaves a deep void..

Nice one ya...Now keep the inspiration alive of writing poems also... na insafi maat karna poems ke sathe.. hey too deserve attention

:) cheers

Saurangshu Kanunjna said...

Inspiration..often a synonym to a him/her... and sometime lack of it leaves a deep void..

Nice one ya...Now keep the inspiration alive of writing poems also... na insafi maat karna poems ke sathe.. hey too deserve attention

:) cheers

Iggy said...

This is lovely :)

buckingfastard said...

we hold hands as the rain drops,
tip top tip top tip top....

i cud smell da rain...nice!!!

sujata said...

hmm acall disconnected made you write poetry..wow..love is going great!! Have you told your parents yet?

Nikki said...

@Julia Smith

:) Thank you Julia!

@ ani_set

I agree with you. I prefer my prose to poetry! Thanks!

@ Saurangshu Kanunjna

Poems don't come easily to me! :) I shall try.

Nikki said...

@ Iggy

Thanks a lot! :)

@ Buckingfastard

Sigh...yes the rains!

@ Sujata

Arre ekhono bole nee! I have to tell them after my birtheday. :) And I would blog about it!

Whisky said...

inspiration? or frustation...
clear and visible...
great write up :)

rajnishkumar71@gmail.com said...

First time on your blog.Lovely poem !
I could picture the scene - in your mind and in your heart.

Rashmi said...

Lady i can feel this yes i can :)
Hugs pal.

Nikki said...

@ Whisky

Thanks for visiting1 Hope you keep coming back!

@ rajnishkumar71@gmail.com

Thanks for visiting and I am glad you liked it!

@ Rashmi

Yeah sweety! :)

Standbymind said...

Well Written!

I love your template!

Nikki said...

@ StandbyMind

Thanks thanks!

nituscorner said...

beautifully expressed.

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