Monday, December 31, 2007

remembering moments

Remembering ‘Moments’

When I woke u that morning
I felt the briskly air
Teasing my hair
The sun kissing my eyes……as if giving me a hint,
That something”special “is on my way!
“A SECIAL MOMENT”
The dawn had a new horizon
The dusk an innocent vision
The breeze touched me
Whispering something…..’Hey! Who’s he?
I wondered the entire day
Why am I feeling so gay?
There was a search in my eyes
Enigma, in my mind
‘Ecstasy’, for sure, if I may not lie;
Again I wondered is it because of the fest
Patted on my head, grinned and said,”
May be it’s just a heavenly test?
But soon I realized, as the night arrived
The’ dark’ had never been so enlightened
The road was never so shortened
It was by default that “we” had to walk
Perhaps,
An acquaintance, but not after that talk
……for me
That was the first day we met
Not as someone’s friend
But as two lonely, wondering souls!
It it’s not an adulation, but he deserves an articulation
He is a rock star to everyone, may be even a member of a rock band to the world?
He is a bag of golden jokes, to make the world’s most moron person smile
But for me
He is a silent, serene, simple guy
Who acts like a spark, in that dreadful plight!
Like an encouraging smile, in that dreadful right
He is like the vision of the blind, sound of the deaf also the voice of dumb
Although, I discovered him while walking…
Feeling as if it’s my journey to the heavenly abode
He was full of warmth in that bickering cold
And off course like a drop of water for my scotching heating thoughts
A feel of being secure,
a very loving “dear friend”
So, the moment was not special,
That person made it so!
Thanks
Love : Parul

4 comments:

Adi said...

To quote Robert Frost in his poem My Butterfly .....

"Then when I was distraught
And could not speak,
Sidelong, full on my cheek,
What should that reckless zephyr fling
But the wild touch of thy dye-dusty wing! "

i think afer reading this beautiful poem, i know how the poet felt. i will amend da poem a bit to suit my own needs, so now da last line is.....

"but the passionate touch of thy phantasmagoric pen"

shruti... ;) said...

omigod...gurl...u rite WELL...!!

khulja sim sim said...

simplyyy fantastic...short & simple...aint it

Unknown said...

should i comment on it as if i dont know the history behind it?? but cant SPILL THE BEANS on a public domain rite..Parul? i know u r an very emotional n if i can say romantic person n what must have went thru ur head after getting back home that night ... thats life .. n all this should be taken as those memories which we can always cherish :)