Monday, August 31, 2009

The morning innocent smile of hers....

She rubs her eyes and picks the phone with pleasing yawn,
The blabber from the night resumes to go on and awn,
She was soothing than the morning, he realised,
For all his craving, will he be blessed?

The morning innocent smile of hers....

Time pass by so smoothly with her by his side,
When he talks with her, he knows his fortitude,
He dreams to know everything he could be,
But without her he doesnt dare to see it wide!

The morning innocent smile of hers....

Theres a lot many things he would want to share,
Can she hear the words he compares?
He let everything sink, I know for sure,
The day is ethreal for her morning smile pure?

The morning innocent smile of hers....

She wakes up with breeze by her hair curls,
He feels the breath of belonging in the air furls,
Clutch onto him, he wants to see it through
For he sees you in and out all through :)

The morning innocent smile of hers....


P.S. Posting after a very long time :) Guess I am pardoned for the sin :D This one is inspired from the daily antics of someone :) The breath, the smile and the synchrony follows and revolves all in all behind that morning smile of hers!!!

13 comments:

Mahita said...

Beautiful :)..

Time pass by so smoothly with her by his side,
When he talks with her, he knows his fortitude,
He dreams to know everything he could be,
But without her he doesnt dare to see it wide!

Saransh said...

Beautiful :)..

I would like to share a similar beautiful poem I came across yesterday -

A fart it is a pleasant thing,
It gives the belly ease,
It warms the bed in winter,
And suffocates the fleas.

A fart can be quiet,
A fart can be loud,
Some leave a powerful,
Poisonous cloud

A fart can be short,
Or a fart can be long,
Some farts have been known
To sound like a song......

A fart can create
A most curious medley,
A fart can be harmless,
Or silent and deadly.

A fart might not smell,
While others are vile,
A fart may pass quickly,
Or linger a while......

A fart can occur
In a number of places,
And leave everyone there,
With strange looks on their faces.

From wide-open prairie,
To small elevators,
A fart will find all of
Us sooner or later.

But farts are all bad,
Is simply not true-
We must never forget.......
Good old farts like you!

P.S Chori ka maal

Malavika said...

wonderful poetry prabhu!!..Bless you...one of the best!! simple play of words..love it..digg it..totally!

NUTS 'n' ASHES said...

This one was so simpleyet so profound! I loved it!

Piper said...

Prabhu: Killer!
Saransh: Killer!

VickY said...

beautiful ...wow...
the second para was awesome.

tc bro

http://smellofearthafterrain.blogspot.com/

Anindita said...

Hmmmmm... This someone makes your day, right! :)

man in painting said...

Nice one...
beauty
cheers.

vivek goswami said...

so true...
so romantic...
really a nice piece of poetry

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