Tuesday, January 22, 2008

At the confluence

Opening her eyes he revealed the surprise.
With a blindfold he had carried her all the way up.
Taking the piece of cloth off her eyelids,
He opened up a different world, altogether.

Standing atop the snow clad hills,
He showed on earth a paradise.
At the confluence of the earth and the sky,
They stood amidst the thick walls of mist.

He had escorted her to the promise land,
Which she once pointed to him from afar,
A place close to her heart, a long expressed desire,
To set her feet at the horizon before she closed her eyes;

The chill breeze brought them nearer,
His embrace gave her the warmth she longed for.
Their gazes locked and so did their lips,
For a moment they stood breathless lost in each other’s arms.

The moment lasted for a few minutes,
But it seemed like an eternal hour.
Returning to their senses they realized,
At times, you can also survive on fresh air and love.

Walking down the slope hand in hand, step by step,
They committed themselves with each other.
This wasn’t any wedlock but a pact their souls had made,
That they wouldn’t ever part until death played its part.

22 comments:

vandana said...

imagining is one thing and articulately moulding it into words for a verbal as well as visual feast for the reader is another .. :) .. u my dear fren r blessed with both the talents.. :)

loved the write..it has a feel good factor to it..leaves a lingering smile.. :) .. n a warm feel :)

Nisha said...

Amazing Amit.. I simply loved the last few lines more because I now understand the significance of the "wedlock"..

Bravo!

Keep Scibbling!!

Love
Nisha.

Pri said...

beautiful!
expresses a serene kinda passion which leaves u enraptured in the glory of love :)

keep it rolling...*grin*

Still searching said...

Interesting... although I'm more into prose than poetry to express myself, I like the expression of your blog..

smriti said...

one of my favs frm u...loved d last two lines :):):)

Priya said...

Lovely and warm....

Loved the line :

At times, you can also survive on fresh air and love.


Keep scribbling!!!

HOPE said...
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HOPE said...

seems like you are in love:))
nice blog:)

Roseate dreams said...

Ohhhhhhh my god,u write amazingly well,keep checking my blog when u get time. :)

Shal said...

what a lovely poem
the feeling is so beautiful :):)

Ivory Maiden said...

Can words ever describe the beauty of your masterpiece?

Atleast not mine.
It's a heavenly experience to read such awe-inspiring poems...

Waiting for More.

Candid Confessions said...

At times you can survive on fresh air and love! Wow, thats something! But, hell yeah, I beg to differ!

Anonymous said...

You never fail to surprise and bring a smile on one's face :)

M

Vikas ( Vicky) said...

Roamtic/warmth/lovely/passionate/ heartly....poem

keep posting dude....

sashu said...

beautiful!!!! loved de scribble charlie!!!!! feelz lyk a very passionate scene unfoldin before mah eyes!!!! too good! :)

as ya alwz say, keep 'rm rollin! ;)

sweety said...

i dont know what to say as i can only feel it ..wonderful scribbler...keep it rolling [:d]

Anamika Anyone said...

So romantic! Loved it. :)

Deepsikha Mishra said...

beautiful !!!... No words!

Di said...

very sensuous! beautifully composed and the work has a natural flow of idea.

Dolly Singh said...

Lovely flow of words.Romance at its best...

Usha :) said...

Brilliant again!

Yes, Love and fresh air, are all you need, sometimes. All else is redundant!

I absolutely loved the last two stanzas...:)

Anonymous said...

Romance with Fresh air begets Love....
Inspiring...
Chris