Monday, January 27, 2014

Do I Hear Footsteps



do I hear footsteps
clad in snow
and frost and hail

windows
guide me to your scent
that not so long ago lingered against my lips
but now, a distant memory
wrapped in a velvet scarf
I have so longingly preserved

will it be worth the wait
why have you been always so late
pleasure and pain, the conjoined twins
am I waging alone this battle of love and hate


This poem is shared with The Mag.



48 comments:

  1. Will it be worth the wait? Only one can answer that--YOU!
    For one who is always "so late",,,WHY?...The answer to that is often not one I'd enjoy hearing
    Life does not have to be equal parts pleasure and pain, in fact for me, neither equates happiness--grin!
    Waging battle of love and hate--alone?
    While waiting and waging, find another to be with, and then not alone...maybe forget the first war.

    These responses are for ME, not for you, Amrit.
    Each to his own search for happiness, which for me is usually found in service.
    Sounds goody-goody, I know, but truth is truth.

    Anyway, poetry is frequently not written from reality, but often from the dream...as I suppose yours comes
    You write very well, but you MUST know that..
    I think you having FUN...like ME!
    It is called LIVING with JOY!
    PEACE and LIGHT, Amrit.

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    1. We would never know, unless we wait, isn't that so Steve? :-)

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  2. It is such a torture to be accorded a treatment not reciprocated with similar feelings. Sometimes there might be trivial reasons but still people find it so easy to do so! Nicely Amrit!

    Hank

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  3. How you manage to put your feelings into such words is beyond me...

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  4. Lovely... n serene ... as always :)

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  5. Ah the scent left on the scarf left behind...scent is memory isn't it?

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  6. short and beautifulllllllll!

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  7. Oh yes, anything worth having, is so worth the wait!

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  8. Very beautiful...very well worded...loved it!

    www.numerounity.com

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  9. With such yearning and memories always in heart, how can the wait be lonely...Beautifully done Amrit!!

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  10. But ... I have been busy, honey ... smiles ... will be home soon ... promise ... date?

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  11. Lovely...pain and pleasure always live together...

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  12. Wow, just beautiful Mr. Sinha. You have magic with your words :)

    I especially loved this line, "pleasure and pain, the conjoined twins", in life everything co-exists with each other and cannot exist without that contrast :)

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  13. Poignant and peaceful at the same time. Brilliant use of words and emotions :)

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  14. The conjoined twins ... our curse. I enjoyed this.

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  15. I hate to wait for those who are late! But then, sometimes it's worth it! Cheers!

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    1. Yes, sometimes it is worth the wait :-)

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  16. Yes,pain and pleasure are conjoined twins.Nice.

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  17. Poignant!
    Those longings and a desperate wait!

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  18. Such charming poetry! I especially love the first part!

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  19. I especially liked this line:

    but now, a distant memory
    wrapped in a velvet scarf

    Well done.

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  20. A fine line between love and hate...nicely done...

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