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 Jan 2013 Niveda Nahta
Neha Singh
oh, what would i not do
to relive our first kiss
and that uncomfortable unfamiliarity
of seeing your face properly
for the first time.
that night of our first snow,
when every flake was a spoken word
and every move, so incorrigibly impetuous.
I knew there was a look in your eyes
When we used to lay back in the valley of autumn and may
The sunlight made your eyes brown
With a dazzle proclaiming as glaze
But i forgot the sands of time
When you looked me straight in the eyes
And your eyelids dropped as you neared me
To caress me and my lips
And embrace what is love with a kiss
As your fingers brushed my cheekbones.....
Left me a shudder of pleasure
When ever you used to leave me
I used to think about it and leisure
The way that you brushed my cheekbones
Made you more beautiful with your blush
And tell how much you love me
And to remember events in the past
I knew you weren't daffodils
So many all together
Oh! what shall i compare thy beauty to?
I'd be alive for you for ever
And i knew in july and august
We had a fight on which we had to focus
And i saw you putting your lips on this other guy
But just when you started to brush your fingers
You suddenly refrained
When the other guy said 'I'm your lover'
You replied
'no! no! you'r not the same!
And then i was sitting in february air
When in soil love had sown
You surprised me and i was blessed in Eternity!
As your fingers brushed my cheekbones....
I haven't thought about the fellow water waves
Flowing on a distant land in every step
The white foam, the blue face
Wipes away the sin of every ship
The pirates resting on wooden planks
Drinking *** and fish
Neither do they think of rusty slaves
Wearing torn and ***** rags
An also wearing sweat with every work
That they do not do on their wish
'land ahoy'! is all they say
And do not scold themselves for mistake
Yet keeps and eye on every slave.....
Even if they drop and apple
Or rumble a word in the food table
The pirates hold them for slay
And on and on sparkling knives
Cuts through rough skin
Being blood in disguise
Flows from wooden planks to the sea.....
And yet the sun has been a sign of hope
For, every traveller had to cope
To meet the land of treasures
Sun defines brightest light
Every happy kid flies a kite
And smile shows instead of fight
It has been known forever
Yet why is it that during sunrise and sunset
I see darkness brushing the trees
For injustice meet meets happiness
Where death meets hope in horizon
Is only when the sun meets the sea
Love is a riddle
A Gideon's knot of emotion
That can only be untangled
By two sets of hands
And a pair of hearts
Inspired by a song line and inspiration for a drawing. Funny, eh?
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