Waiting for you is like an eternity
Of watching the eastern sky glow
With the expectancy of sunrise..
The fragrance of musk lingering in every inch of you..
And then losing out to tears that establish
That hope is like a chair
That you turn towards the sun or away..
© 2012 Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury
7 comments:
A fabulous poem, Maitreyee..the concluding lines are stunning!
Thanks Amit ..yeah many people have told me about those last 2 lines :)
Deep meaning and powerful lines..very nice..
I used to think "hope is eternal".
You say hope is like a chair. May be its a revolving chair. At times it allows you to sit and at times when it is turned away, you need to do your bit to get your hope back on track again.
wonderful ...loved the flow in words
The fragrance of musk lingering in every inch of you..
says thousand emotions... speaks loud the agony...
awesome..
Sabyasachi..Hope is what you make of it..just like God I think :) Ranita, Alka, Bhargav..thanks so much for your kind comments.
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