Sunday, June 3, 2007

WAITING ………

Time has stood still far too long….
The door hasn’t been knocked in a while…
The windows creak off n on;
The breeze is feeling blue.
I am inert n totally without a clue!!!

The clouds are not many…
The afternoon is dusty and dry…
The road is burned and alone…
No footprints…No tyre grooves.
My eyes look and nothing moves!!!

Dust spirals up in circles disarrayed
Dried leaves are tossed about
Helpless like puppets in a play
The flowers have even turned grey
Thoughts in my blank mind have gone astray!!!

The noon sun wanes along…
Just as violent gusts of wind blow.
The overcast skies thunder aloud.
The evening storm like a giant bellows
White noise:I am unable to follow!!!

The night with the passions untold
Is in vain with en-clustered moon n stars.
Twinkles are all amiss
Curious even they try to peep….
After all why is that I weep!!!

For with my breath held I have sat.
Watched the clock tick by.
The days have obediently followed eachother.
Assured:I know in time shall he arrive.
But alone how can happiness thrive!!!

2 comments:

Amrita Sabat said...

waah. amazin style. liked it very mch.:)

arvind....in trans said...

nice one....have read most of ur posts...and one thing i have noticed is ..the passion angle is present in evry one././/..thought provoking stuff.....
helpless like puppets in a play....in ur every peom..one line strikes me a lot,.. :)