So you thought you could pull
Them strings, and be unnoticed?
Ah me! How I wished I could see you.
Even when the much longed for
Grey-ness quite overcame
Both you and I.
Secretly, secretively
You drew that grey-ness in
Stealthy as you please
When it then shimmered down
Quite quite cooling me.
And then, when you could not quite
Keep up the Act,
You let those veils loose.
Wispy, tendril-soft,
They curled around, then
Away.
For you to shine in all your glory.
Quite undone, was I.
For, your beauty, it sneaked up on me.
And your envy, of me cherishing the grey-
Quite did you in, didn’t it?
Undone, to each other, are we.
3 April, 2015
The muse, this day, is a longed for shower of rain, and the full moon that played dead, till the shower was done 😀
April 4, 2015 at 1:26 am
A poem of hide-and-seek
When a moon reached it’s peak
Grey dispersed
Brilliance burst
And a poetess penned sheer chic!
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April 5, 2015 at 10:33 am
Awww.. Gulshan, you rock! Thank you!
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April 4, 2015 at 4:10 pm
A beautiful poem, Ma’am. 🙂 Something which paints a beautiful word-picture. I could see it in my mind’s eye– the clouds shrouding the moon, the downpour, and then the moon bursting forth in all its glory! With the clouds drifting away in “wisps and tendrils” as you described. 🙂
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April 5, 2015 at 10:34 am
And beautifully have you put it too, Malavika! Thank you for the gracious words!
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April 5, 2015 at 6:52 am
Until I read the muse , I was thinking in my mind’s eye of a damsel with long dark hair covering her beautiful face bathing in a waterfall.. :D. But then it all made sense..
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April 5, 2015 at 10:35 am
You’ve painted an even more beautiful picture with that image, Sunitha! Thank you! I ought not to have mentioned the Muse I think 😀
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April 8, 2015 at 9:08 pm
People think that holding back is control,
but to your health it takes a toll
Just give in and let the tears roll
and you’ll notice that it cleanses your soul.
My take on your observation:)
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April 8, 2015 at 9:15 pm
And as always, Govind, you bring a freshness and new perspective to the write, that so gels with the words! Thank you!
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