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ode to a dream-smile


...don't get afraid as its half past two,

I won't knock on thy door.

Just came to see you for once.



You didn't smile last time, I saw you off

And I had to come...

To see you smiling.



You seem smiling now,

May be its your lost friend, came back

To make you smile. Or

May be someone or something else...

May be.



I am happy to see you smiling.



The silvery moonlight caressing your rosy cheeks,

Soft breeze from the open window is combing

Your cascading curly hairs.

Muslin curtains are busy in tango with your glistening lips...



Sleep.



I will happily leave you now.



Last night's sombre face is now dripped in heavenly happiness...

Looking so complete, composed.



Feeling like keep looking at forever. But

I have to leave now.



Don't feel upset knowing I was here and didn't talk to you,

I talked like never before!



Believe me!

Ask the intoxicating scent

Of the roses on your porch

Or

Your naughty strands! Or

... yourself.



They will all tell about me!

I was here last night and talked to you.



Well...not really...

I am still there.

Close your eyes...feel now!

Yes its me

...talking to you.


Comments

southfreak said…
you write pretty well. Loved it.
December 7, 2010 at 10:41 AM
salma said…
"Don't feel upset...never before."nice lines!
June 21, 2011 at 10:42 PM
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