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Tonight,I can write the saddest lines
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Tonight I can write the saddest lines…..
I didn’t say anything
Neither did you
Just a train of moments went whizzing past
Some beautiful,some stormy,some sad
Your eyes could not even meet mine
The same eyes that made me see dreams
Dreams that we wove together
Except the spindle broke….
Cut by you
And they all lay shattered beneath me
Pick them up at least
Give them their due cremation
Lest they haunt you in every life that you try to live
Give them a good bye kiss
even if its perfunctory
Lest your lips freeze when you are giving one to another
Tonight I can write the saddest lines
I picked up a book to read
And you had written with much love…
Because few adults understand
the magic of flowers and laughter….
Then why did you scorch the valley of flowers ?
Why did you rob the laughter?
Why are you intent on making widows of souls?
The writing mocks at me
The fingers tremble on picking the book
But they still do and trace the writing…..
Erase them at least
So that they don’t tease me
And kill me with their mocking eyes
Let me wear white
If I could be nothing else
I can be your widow
PS- I have borrowed the title line from Pablo Neruda’s poem
Unbelievably beautiful. I’ve always been at awe by the way you shape the metaphors so beautifully with apt words… Every line every word used to describe the ache of a broken heart seems legit. I also love the way how the repetition of the title line divides the poem neatly into half, the flow never breaks, the lines when you question are so moving, it’s hard not to budge an inch while reaching the finishing lines.
@Shreyansh Sen Sharma, Thanks Shreyansh for the lovely words
gr8 poem
@Parespeare, thanks Parikshit
A Great poem.
Can’t express my feelings on reading the poem exactly & better than what feelings Shreyansh has spontaneously & beautifully rendered.
Indeed for which I thank him
Kudos to you indeed for penning this beauty
One thing though. The intensity of love felt in this poem is very nice but very disheartening indeed as against your many others where the intensity of love feelings is intensely delighting. I hope the feelings are only for the sake of the poem for us to feel.
@Vishvnand, Poems should have varied feelings so I am glad that you could see a difference ! Thanks VV ji
Magnificent rendition,Renu.
@medhini, Thanks Medhini
Simply beautiful! The pain of memories so poignant! Loved it.
@parminder, Thanks Parminder
i loved it
@rajdeep, Thanks Rajdeep
Let me wear white
If I could be nothing else
I can be your widow..
sorrow sealed in a few words..
نيك بويجنانت ديسسريبتيون حر. إ جوست لوفد ث اكستر تون أف يور وريت. إ فعند يو أن ث أرقت مومباي بطس كومنت. حب طه هير فروم يو. 🙂 بي ث واي، يو لوك تو جود فور أ بيت ؛)
I came across your poems today and I found it incredibly beautiful.
I am not one to gush online but I wanted you to know I had to use it on the photographs made into film from a visit to the Taj Mahal in 2009.
I hope the viewing gives you pleasure as it had given my brother and I when we went to the Taj.
Janki
@Janki, Thanks Janki !