Friday, June 8, 2007

One rainy afternoon

It was too dilusionary -
The warm words
Cocooned in your voice.

Even the lunch seemed surreal
Strange afternoon, that was.

It was pouring through the sunlight
Moisture in the air,
On the skin.

How easily our lips had melted
Into each-other.

Almost two years stand
Between us now,
And life goes on.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

All your recent poems have this bittersweet quality, a process of moving on while looking back over the shoulder.

A bit late but don't know how I missed 'umm..'. Fell in love with it. Simple and beautiful as only things straight from the heart can be.

Kunal said...

scratching the past anew...

Black Tulip said...

Anil: thanks :)

Kunal: its more like burying it..

Unknown said...

well there will be days like these but like you said it, Life... it just goes on.

-KHOTTA

Kunal said...

as you like it...

Unknown said...

melting of lips .........where do u find these?

Kunal said...

write!!!

Anonymous said...

time for update!:)