Tuesday, 10 April 2012

MY PHONE AIN'T RUNG !



I WAS WAITING FOR A CALL,
DAYS PASSED, BUT
MY PHONE AIN'T RUNG

SOLEMN SMILE
AND EYES FULL OF HOPE
THEE, STONE HEARTED

MY EYES RELISH THE CLICK
YOU & ME
SPEAKING SOUL, SILENT TEARS

A DREAM
YOU WHISPERED
WAIT FROM DUSK TO DAWN

WITH A SMILE OF HOPE
I WAS CONSISTENTLY 
LOOKING AT THE THREE PINS

FIRST MINUTE OF
NEXT DAY PASSED
MY PHONE AIN'T RUNG

AND I AM SLEEPING 
AGAIN WITH A HOPE
YOU WILL CERTAINLY COME.


P.S - It is neither a poem nor set of haiku, i used this bucket of post to "store my temporary thoughts".




2 comments:

  1. enjoyed this suite of poems and i can
    really relate to this feeling.

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