There may be no Sun, and the rain may hide away;
I'll still be a child, long as you stay
Do you remember? We used to climb here,
And talked of little things that were so dear
And once in a while, we would take a ride,
Out in d woods where dark shadows hide
And those shiny evenings, when we ran along the beach,
Far away from the world, and out of reach...
And that summer night when stars were smiling,
We laid on d yellow grass, as d dusk was falling..
And the winter morns with a misty wind around,
We would come out and play on the ground
And the months of monsoon with all its grace,
When rain came down, spattering on my face
Drenched in d water, but dancing to the song,
I was so happy, for you danced along
Years after we grew up and grew apart,
But you still remind of a child in my heart
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Monday, November 30, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
A Year After 26/11
My words are not frozen
And my blood is still boiling
But the vapours disappear
And the expression is long lost
Those guns and those men
Criminals moving in the city
Hours of terror and
Our endless duty
And the numbness felt
When it all ended
All the new resolutions
And life is mended
Or so it seems
As my city dreams
But then, an year after,
Things flash in the brain
Reality lies naked
And we can’t refrain…
- Janhavee
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And my blood is still boiling
But the vapours disappear
And the expression is long lost
Those guns and those men
Criminals moving in the city
Hours of terror and
Our endless duty
And the numbness felt
When it all ended
All the new resolutions
And life is mended
Or so it seems
As my city dreams
But then, an year after,
Things flash in the brain
Reality lies naked
And we can’t refrain…
- Janhavee
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© All Rights to this and all poems published in this Blog are reserved. Reproduction of any kind without prior permission of the Wirter is not allowed.
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