Author: Anjali Thapa
I can hear Calling - You
I can't respond to it though
I can see Moving - You
I can't look out for you though
I can taste Tantalizing - You
You're not in the menu though
I can smell Exotic - You
You're no bottle of perfume though
Dear! You're something I perceive
With my eyes closed
My heart overflowing
In perfect solitude
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Wellwisher (22.214.171.124) -- Monday, May 30 2005, 08:12 am|
Anjali,please take care of yourself. You seemed to be in so much pain after what this guy did to you. I wish the guy gets to suffers twice as much as you did.
|orchid rajkumari (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, September 17 2005, 03:54 pm|
thanks for your comment. but if we wish evil to the ones who have caused us pain, then what is the difference between them and us ? i don't know he got to suffer or he didn't, but i sure learnt a lot ...
|Tarna (188.8.131.52) -- Saturday, September 17 2005, 04:17 pm|
Memories seem to haunt in these words of a love passing and still close to the heart. Once again I have enjoyed reading your words put so elegantly.
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