After I wrote Of love, tenderness and little things, I always wanted to write the same poem using the narrative of a woman. Here it is. I am linking this poem to OpenLinkNight on DVersepoets. Please join to read some wonderful poetry.
Walk tip toes and
Wrap that blanket over,
Cuddling on the couch
In cold of night –
Am not alone in my dreams.
Peep out of the newspaper
Make those faces
Funny, ridiculed or upset;
Sipping at the mug of coffee and morning news
Bitter, frothy –
The awful coffee you make,
I don’t really see
Why I relish that every drop of it
Or why that cream lingers on my lips.
Calm afternoon, still as water,
Is my world of Doppler effects
Sharp cry in the neighborhood
Hooting of birds
Stranger down the street,
Very serene –
Why do I love it to be shattered
By you sudden few seconds call?
You haven’t taken me to a theater
In a long time,
You don’t have to –
Like a pebble does to a quiet lake
Looking at the waves on water
I’d know we can never be apart.
P.S. – Doppler effect is the phenomenon of changing frequency for moving sounds. Read here if you are interested.
Photo Credits: Reetam Banerjee