Sunday, September 20, 2009

Don't bid me goodbye

Don't bid me goodbye
My heart bleeds as you cry
For you, my heart beats
Hesitating,still I can't deny

The streets ain't so lonely
I'm always behind you
Just
Turn,if you can, only

Is love the song unsung?
Like the withered leaf that hangs
Making way for pains and pangs
Old to new,like the paintings hung

Are hearts really so stained?
Beats so frequently,yet unexplained
Beauty's bane for moon
Mystic, and yet out of tune

As the wind blows
Hope my love for you,it shows
As tis breath freshens mine
Sheepishly, eyes blink and shine

Amidst rain,my lips touch thine
So intoxicating, like old wine
Your face, so calm and serene
Never such a beauty, had I seen

With eyes closed, I think
With prayers, my lips sync
Thank you for everything
With your love, you made my life
As perfect as possible for a being !

5 comments:

Shantanu said...

A very fine poem indeed. :)

I have found the poet I was looking for in IIT Kanpur.

पंकज वर्मा said...

"I'm always behind you
Just
Turn,if you can"

- Kya Baat Hai.

Unknown said...

@shantanu
Thanx man...

@pankaj.......
..kuch baat hai aisi..
yeh ada..yeh najakat
shayad dekhi na hogi apne bhi kabhi iski jaisi..!

S. Susan Deborah said...

How nicely you've expressed. is it another unfelt emotion?

bhaskarjyoti said...

thanx..
It really feels amazing receiving few words from a person of your calibre..thanx for d read
well. kind of. rather a blend of my feelings withe my dreams n unfelt creations..[:)]