Dec 30, 2010

Do you remember?

How do I say
how I felt that day,
when we met last?
I know, now it’s a thing of past.

Haah!14 months have passed,
the time since I last basked
in the warmth of your arms.
Weren’t we under the charms
Of our togetherness,
our love & our happiness?

The day was so divine,
Your eyes no less than a ravine,
Into which was trapped
My emotions and my soul- unwrapped.

You remember, our eyes were fixed
at each other’s. Weren’t we jinxed?
We spent moments staring,
at the depth of our caring.
Weren’t those few hours captivating?
Wasn’t it in any way, less than dreaming?

The few microseconds of isolation,
Weren’t those the time of devotion,
To the emotions which ruled,
And the hormones which drooled?

Clenching my wrist,
You made me drift
To the place, where your heart thumped
And where my insecurities lay, dumped.


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Weren’t you beating heavily?
Wasn't I breathing audibly?
Slowly, my face lay there buried.
Feelings of being secure, rushed, hurried;
That hug encapsulated & soothed me,
Wasn’t this where I always wanted to be?


Here, winters are chilling and cold,
You know,
I still carry those memories, untold.

The cool air-breeze sends me a spine-chill
Like the ways, 
Your proximity made me feel.

Blankets give me the warmth
Like the ways, 
That hug had lend.

Warm water bath generates flames & fumes,
Like the ways, 
Your touch did, when our love bloomed.


Winters…
All, it may give me,
But not the feeling to be
With you in your arms,
Safe, secure, and having no qualms.


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Tell me, why winters make me remember you?
Why do they drop me in the moods so blue?
Don’t you think it was the high of our lives?
Don’t you miss me, our love and those positive vibes?

Don’t you?

5 comments:

rama said...

Marvellous piece of poetry bathed in the the feelings of excrutiating haunting of heartfelt n innocent and holistic coexitence ;loved to devour and appreciate it liesurely but for d exam have to cut short great /lol

Tele Jane said...

Thanks for the kind appreciation. :)

neal said...

is this all imaginery or true line

"Tell me, why winters make me remember you?
Why do they drop me in the moods so blue?
Don’t you think it was the high of our lives?
Don’t you miss me, our love and those positive vibes?

Don’t you?"

for the person who wrote this,Do you really exists on this earth

Tele Jane said...

@ Neal-
This poem has been written by me.
And I exist.
But, the poems are not always the reality. They're a mixture of reality & imagination.

neal said...

i thank god that this person exists,,
second pic is very touching