Gaze pressed against frozen window pane
And humming some long forgotten tune
Spawning corn fields
Of thin air
That slowly turn golden
Of your warm memories.
Reminded of a familiar scent
Taking places
Glimmering our happy faces.
Snowed for years
But a spread of sun over it
And pellucid cascade
Bathed in own soul.
Gush pristine
Of a quill possessed
Overwhelmed
Words few
Is me verses you…
11 comments:
I can say I've been reading you since the inception of this blog and I must say there is something magnetic about your verses. This post was particularly intense. I again felt the pangs of yearning.
Good effort !
its nt me v/s u, rather me w/ u....:)
Cute poem. :)
@ Tulsyan:
Me "Verses" you.
And NOT me Versus(v/s) you.
Feel the difference. :)
loved the smooth transition between scenes. very romantic.
and i like the title: "Me verses you.."
There was something spiritual about the lines... like Meera and Krishna..
Is a blessing/delight to read you :)
p.s.: touch-wood
opss...sorry to make the mistake...then as i meant, the title and the poem and the poet, all are apt and best...:)
The words paint a beautiful cascade of images...
Really like the imagery and the interesting word-play in the title.
Another great creation
- take a bow ma'am. :)
Excellent writing. Well done Tulika.
Me & You suited best with ur poem..
so sweet phrasing..which has a display of sensuality and spritualism..
no words tuku... no words... they are absolutely beautiful... love em... :)
take care and keep writing............
@ Anwesa di:
True. You have been encouraging me throughout. I can't thank u enough for all the "warmth" I got from you.
Thanks.
@ Tulsyan:
:)
@ Chandrika:
Thanks.
@ Sim:
:O
Meera and Krishna !!
Beautiful. Divine.
I love the way you perceive things.
It's my pleasure to be read by you.
Yes, touch wood.
@ Anubhav:
Ohh.. thank you.. thank you.
Elated. :)
@ Saras:
Thank you sir.
@ Eklavya:
Thank you. I'm glad you used the term spiritualism.
@ Thousif:
Thank you. I'm glad u liked it.
:)
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