Every day I wait for you keeping a,
Vigil through the smelting heat of summer time, till you arrive.
Everything stands still, though the sun is out but my day never begins.
Noting each minute as it passes; I wait till you descend to my abode,
resplendent in twinkling black sight.
I welcome you with open arms.
Never to let you go, till the day do us apart, but as all,
Good things must come to an end,
So must you, my dear evening, fade into the morn and say goodnight.
Written on 19th May, 2010
Nice one!! And an excellent imagination! :)
ReplyDeleteThat's why I sleep off all afternoons and wake up after sun set. (cutting the chase/wait)
ReplyDelete@Ankit: Thanks so much !! :)
ReplyDelete@Pradeep: you are one intelligent guy !!! :)
I prepare whole day to dance with you.
ReplyDeleteAnd when you come I just look at you.
you must be wondering for the same thing happens.
Huh! All is your beauty what can I do???
[Lady evening & I.]
@Saurabh : wah kya baat hai bhaisaab !!!!! :)
ReplyDelete@Manisha, not meee....! Manisha, you are the intelligent guy here...! as stated, this poem is your second from guy's perspective. many more to come??!??!?! looking forward for some guyaaan :)
ReplyDeleteThe tubelight that I am, I noticed one more point. you are aptly calling evening as "eve". so poetic...!!
ReplyDelete@Pradeep : thank you thank you !!!!! :)
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