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Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Still ! I Wait

On the edge of your pale lips
A word has fluttered
Like a butterfly of many colors 
and many wings 
weeping silently on a fading flower.

Your brows creased in concentration 
you have drawn upon
all your reserves of energy 
to utter a single word of solace 
you can't bear to see me cry 
But between you,me and the walls 

We all know
It's a year since you spoke.
Oh! this tomb of shrouded silence 
and filtered light.

We have curtained every sunset
off your window
you live in perpetual sunrise
Yet,I can see in your eyes
that you know well this deceit
and also how to forgive it

If I could, I would smoothen
the furrows of pain off your face
walk you to the sunlight
arm in arm
create a world of our own
But the flutter of your eyelashes say
It's not to be
It's not to be

So I hold your hand
Silent in grief
and wait for a new dawn
while the sun sits somewhere out there
behind your curtained windows.


  1. Oh! How sad! But I like that hint of positive note on which you ended it.

  2. Heart touching

    I shared my first Liebster Award with you

  3. हिंदी ब्लॉगर्स चौपाल{चर्चा मंच}13 November 2013 at 21:17

    इस पोस्ट की चर्चा, बृहस्पतिवार, दिनांक :- 14/11/2013 को "हिंदी ब्लॉगर्स चौपाल {चर्चामंच}" चर्चा अंक - 43 पर.

  4. Very luxurious , rajeev bro
    * jai shri hari *

  5. sielence भी कैद ही होती है ,बेशक शब्दों में उतर.कुछ राहत दे जाती होगी ....दिल से निकली सारी रचनाएं हमेशा सुन्दर होती हैं ........................................

    1. सादर धन्यवाद ! आभार.


  6. होते होते बोनसाई बन गया बरगद। कहाँ एक भरी पूरी बैनियन लेन ही होती थी।

    और बस जैसे तुम्हारा नहीं हाथ ,

    ये आस का था पल्लू-

    ज़िंदगी ने लिया थाम।


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