Distant abode
Middle of the night
Girl zips past
Middle of the night
Girl zips past
I was born a woman in a man’s world. But for him, I was not an ordinary woman… I was different. That day when I opened my eyes, his was the first, or perhaps the second, face – I don’t exactly remember – that flashed in front of my eyes. For him, it was love at first sight and the moment he held me in his arms, he gave away his heart to me. I was in such a trance-like state that I could not fathom what was happening around me. But as the time passed, his pure, holy love for me, melted my heart. Within no time, I became his sweetheart, his life. Even the love of his life, his beautiful wife, could not match the spell that I cast on him. Seeing the intensity of his love for me, she never dared to step into our privacy. As years went by, his love for me kept on changing forms. Sometimes he was my friend, at others he was my mentor, my idol. He helped me solve all my “problems”, but most of our time together was spent fighting over silly things. Not even a single peaceful day passed amo...
Fighting the aloofness of the night, the silence and the darkness
ReplyDeleteA Girl zips past!
:) that will be me... after we move into our new house
ReplyDeleteYou are getting into the thing of it, packing dimension into your words.
ReplyDeleteYou know, when I read a haiku I see it as a short visual clipping, the leanest possible.
Don't bother about the worth of what you write. Can we pack it in, can we pack the whole thing in, is our challenge. The only challenge.
You will enjoy the ride. It will give another dimension to each day ahead.
All the best.
By the way, I thought your title is rather unpoetic. Why not change it to 'working girl' or something more subtle?
ReplyDeleteU r right sir... it was too obvious... I guess my years in journalism have made me so unpoetic n straight... How's this one?
ReplyDeletestill not happy enough. but don't worry. don't get stuck; keep moving.:-)
ReplyDeletewhich newspaper are you working for? where? haiku will help you write good picture captions and headings.
I'm working with Times Of India, Chandigarh as a chief copy editor... It's the first time that I'm trying my hand at all this... I've never been very keen about poetry... Don't know from where is this thing coming and I'm not even sure that whatever I'm writing is poetry or not and if I'm going in the right direction... But it gives a vent to my thoughts... And your words matter a lot... thanku so much... I mean it
ReplyDeleteit comes and goes. it is a state of mind, very fickle, isn't it?
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