ah! the games you play
remaining a stranger to me
encircling me.
closed.
your breath blows on me
as i evermore reach out to you
you, remain untouched.
concealed
concealed in wet lashes
closed in a heartbeat
you stay alive.
conscious
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lovely poem: it has the mark of Gulnaz ...
amalendu- thank you and its wonderful to be not only appreciated but to be liked enough to be known by the way one writes.
Oh untouched stranger!
why, why so cold?
your writings remind me of the innocence of this child in tagore's poetry.
this warmth, this sense of subjectivity which you carry in your posts leave an indelible mark on one's senses.
closed in a heartbeat
you stay alive.
...anon
Very poignant!! I agree with Amalendu, the mark of Gulnaz!!
anon- reading your feedback...am sooo touched!!! honestly i'm too moved to say anything more. .....thank you!
pat paulk- awwww thank you!!!! :):)
I'm enjoying your scattered thoughts they've landed like Autumn leaves, many different colours and among them the fruits of the season
I agree with Sue ..I love them..they seem to play on my heart strings..tunes and melodies..Did you hear it LOL
Nasra
sue hardy-dawson, i just love the way your comment, so beautiful in its own right, thank you!!! :)
nasra, oh what a beautiful scene plays in my mind when i imagine sue and your comment as a scene from a movie...:) thanks!
I love reading your style of poetry. I've now read this poem aloud 4 times in one sitting. I'm hooked!
gel- oh my that is so wonderful of you, thank you sweet gel! :)
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