Saturday, April 12, 2008

THE FIFTH OF APRIL

Travelled a hundred miles with hope and dreams
Travelled a hundred miles with cherished smile
It was 5th of April my dear
It was 5th of April when they said hi

Dressed in a white T and blue jeans,
She strolled in a red Santro
Ten hours and forty minutes, when she said “finally”
She was down with all cold and all

But still the sun’s rays couldn’t keep her from smile
Arms with bangles of all colors
She shined in that nosy ring.

Coffee day with Assam Tea, she started speaking
But! Her fingers were texting while her eyes were searching
As they converse stories of many a fold
The guy couldn’t stop pulling her legs,
She leapt a lizard

They shopped and shopped
Till she said “kuch thikka ho Jaaaye” (let's have some spicy food)
He wished she could stay
But she didn’t wish to.

As they departed, she shook his hands
He wished he could just caress her face,
Bye my dear! Bye my touch
She stopped, looked back and gave a last wink at me.

Travelled a hundred miles with hope and dreams
Travelled a hundred miles with cherished smile
It was 5th of April my dear
It was 5th of April when they said hi

5 comments:

noyonika said...

Man! you are an amazing poet. If its based on your real experience, let me tell you its touching. I read your blogs...its very painful at times...any reasons for that.
All the best!

Swami said...

Beautiful poem! the wordings are so simple and yet no poetical express a thought..whoz the girl by the way? she is lucky

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nafisa said...

floored by reading this. Your poems are really written with heart. All the best! You'll go a long way and yes, any girl who reads this certainly feels that you make her special..You certainly respect women and thats such a nice virtue..rare to see..God bless!