My Reply To a Poem

(Thought I`ll comment on the poem written by a friend ,in the language that I know best ....)

FRIEND`S POEM
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Standing at your door !! Please open my dear !!

Though i stand at your door
i dont knock out of a little fear

It has been a long year
and i have been learning to keep this far

wishes once so demanding like a chilled opened beer
aging into wine getting smoother and smoother

the distace has vanished and my crazy cravings disappear
and i dont miss you that much any more.

for i have created a smiling you out of my little memoir
and my obsessions, in a weird rhythmic way i got over

The eye is not that playful any more
it's become steady and getting deeper.

I have grown a hairy beard and cut short my hair
and many times find you behind the mirror

I still stand like i used to at your door
though turned silent and dont knock out of a little fear.

but i dont know who you would like to meet an old friend or a stranger
and i have turned silent and dont knock out of a little fear.

Peep through the spying lens of the door
If you still find a friend plaese open my dear !!!


MY REPLY
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The protagonist, behind closed doors...

I stare at the door,
feel the emptiness within;
I see it with a little tear,
making inroads through my skin

It`s been a long year
Why does he not drop by?
I am not sure,
Why doesn`t he knock and say 'hi'?

Wishes, once like a child,
waiting to be born
my cravings have become numb
and my heart is torn

I miss you a lot dear,
I`ll think of you till eternity
Let me revel,
in the pages of serenity

I ain`t myself anymore
how can i be?
thoughts though silent
I am just not me

Peep in my heart and listen to it beat
I am there near the door.
Please don`t fear;
If you still want a friend please knock,my dear

The Bird Story

( An attempt to get into something more creative )




It is minutes away from sunset. Feeling the warm tinge on my face, and me bathing in the golden, I realise the wind is at its mischievous best. The sun rays are playing hide and seek from behind the monument;like a kid waiting to get discovered .

I look towards the sky, and watch the lazy clouds go by.

My eyes fix on a lonely eagle; flapping its wings and gliding away to glory. For 10 minutes, it went on to discovering new pockets of air , making new patterns at ease. It was as if , it was dancing in the air with me being the choreographer.

I wondered why it was having fun alone? Is it searching for something? Where does it want to go? Something struck me, and I smiled. I realised that it was not alone, it had the sun, the wind, the high rise buildings and most importantly ME to give it company. It was just utilising each and every moment to the maximum.

It did find its partner after a while, and they flew high , very high to return to their abodes. Letting a sigh, I donno how long I then stared at the setting sun, wondering as to how I am gonna illuminate my lonely heart with its rays.....