Pillow-My Other Half
Oh my precious slumber—where
have you gone
Come by the side of my pillow,
for now I’m alone
Nobody is lying near—to kiss my
eyes close,
Caress my forehead, tweak my
crinkling nose,
And tuck those loose brown locks
behind my ear
To stare into my dozy eyes and
glance at my fear
Fear in hazel night-eyes change
into watery haze
Drops of water, illusion of deep
drowning maze
Skimming my wet cheeks, as maze
breaks loose
For soon are unfastened—those
knotted noose
You would always slid your hand
around my waist,
Skim my blushing cheeks, lying
on your warm chest
Bygone are those nights, a
dreamy dream evolves
Love is lost; touch shadows, and
warmth dissolves
For honeyed cotton-eyed pillow
is my only soul-mate
Icy-lone goodnight kiss sneak to
nocturnal eyes, of late!
Caress my forehead, tweak my crinkling nose,
ReplyDeleteAnd tuck those loose brown locks behind my ear...love the gentle intimacy in this...the just being with...there is a safety and comfort in being so open with that one...smiles.
Thank You, Brian :)
DeleteSorry ... I can't comment on this one ... this left me speechless. One of the best poems I have ever read in my life. I don't think I can say anything more at the moment. The feelings in the world have seeped deep within me.
ReplyDeleteAwesomest of all of your work that I have seen so far, following your blog is now becoming a daily routine!! :)..keep it up!!
ReplyDeleteThere can't be a better praise than this...Thanks a lot Bhavneet :)
DeleteBhavneet sirjee tussi idhar hoo??
Deletekya baat
@Sadia... Coming back to the blog, my vote is definitely for u , especially the line " Drops of water, illusion of deep drowning maze "
So many emotions in just few words... Speachless!!!
@Sadia-Your welcome :)!
Delete@Fahad Yes fahad, ping me at bhavneetsinghahuja@gmail.com
@Fahad ...Thank you :)
Delete@Bhavneet..:)
No comments on this... The mysticism of the words took me on a peak.. Masha Allah... :)
ReplyDeleteYou're always sweet in your comments, Bro :)
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ReplyDeleteSisters don’t need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks – expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs – that can undermine any tale you’re telling.
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*Smiles and winks* then *gasps with a hand on her heart and sighs*.....Thank you, Bro :)
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