Tuesday, May 15, 2007

for one more Minute

She has been waiting a whole hour to get there. Those secrets unable to travel the distance, waiting and staring at oblivion. All she wants is that one minute with him. So close, so near.
When their shadows will overlap.
When they are two souls in one.
When she can whisper into him, how she yearns to unite.
I saw them that night; So near, yet so far. With secrets untold, and hands that never met. Like lovers from epics, like dreams that feared dawn; they remained distant. Forever frozen with fear.




6 comments:

  1. hey... cool n profound post... :)

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  2. This is a real good piece of work. Do you also write in Tamil?

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  3. @ Ganesh

    Thank u. Yes i do, the link is right there, on the page. :)

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  4. The minute approaches
    When she moves in
    Above him.
    They seem united
    In my eyes,
    My eyes,
    A casual onlooker.
    He feels her
    Above him,
    So near,
    That he can feel her
    But she is too far away
    Too far away to touch.
    Another minute passes,
    They depart
    Forlone lovers
    Ill fated partners
    Joined at the hip,
    Never to touch
    Just to meet,
    A minute an hour.

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  5. Borrowed and made my own...
    For just one minute, thanks
    Aditya

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