Wednesday, May 27, 2009

The forgotten cries

Moist green in an open sky
Listen close to the dew that drops by
You'll hear a chuckle ,a carefree banter
Somewhere,miles from here

Shining hair touching her hips
Pastelled hues in their quite murmurs
Dancing to the morning dawn
Parting lips for a big fat grin

Oh! what a sunny day,
And what a pretty may
The world stands proud
With the daughters laughing loud

But beauty is not forever
And its end has come near
All the things happy and all the things nice
Slipped away from those tight little fists

Her innocence got killed
And charm blotched
In muted moans and frailed protests
The pink frock lays torn and red

By the next winter sun
The cries has lost it's turn
The floor is swiped clean
Of the souless corpse that was long forgotten

The open skies rings bells of darkness
Dew drops lays frozen
The tinkling chuckles and carefree banters
Are a distant memory of the lifeless murmurs

6 comments:

Snobster said...

First thing first,I don't know how to put it across and how many times I've said,"You deserve it."
You seriously do,genuine happiness comes out when I read this.

Ankita said...

what on earth makes you happy after reading this...the very fact that you are happy makes my poem useless

Anonymous said...

wow!i think this is the best poem u hav wriiten :)

Unknown said...

ok now dats realy heart touchin
where d hell do u get dis frm
its realy nice n thank god thodi normal english mein likha tha
isliye samajh aa gaya
but ya dats was1 of a kind

Unknown said...

a serious matter put across in an effortless manner .thats a supposed trait of an experienced poet/poetess .im glad u got it early bravo . i am ur new fan

Aparna said...

this is beautiful and perhaps the best...
there is more of this sort to come i hope..
i dont mean this or related topics...
but this effortless and beautiful way of getting ur point intoother peoples minds
u cud send this one for a competition