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AND YOU KNOW WHY...


I know you no longer wish me each morning,
Still my eyes search you when I wake up.
I don’t know why..

I know you’ll never answer me,
Still I keep on dialing your number.
I don’t know why..

I know you can’t listen to my words,
Still I talk to you for hours on end.
I don’t know why..

I know you can never be with me again,
Still I feel you are right here,sharing my hardships.
I don’t know why…

I know you are quite lonely there,
But I’m helpless,your little baby needs her father.
You know why..

Comments

Anwesa said…
@ALL MY READERS,
i tried to get into a man's shoe this time,so did u like it?post ur replies quickly..
November 17, 2008 at 12:37 PM
Me said…
Yeah, I did... I loved it :)

You do magic withe words...Is there a course for the same?? lollzz... coz I wud like to study it.
November 17, 2008 at 1:22 PM
Anwesa said…
@harshita,
thanx..well,i dunno if der is a course..but its tru dat i'v been magically poetic 4 sum dez now..i mean i nvr thot in my wildest dreams i cud write poems..
November 17, 2008 at 1:28 PM
peter said…
That is awesome ..yeah feelings kept there, rhyming, emotions evrythng !

so wat is ur next poem gonna be ..on brothers :O or sisters :O??

he he wud love to read anyone of those !
November 17, 2008 at 1:34 PM
Anwesa said…
@peter,
god only knos...so i'm becomin a family poet..lol..
November 17, 2008 at 1:40 PM
Tara said…
Anwesa...It's hard to believe that this one is among your first few poems! Beautifully penned girl...you did very well getting into the man's shoe! Loved it! Now am hungry for more...:)
November 17, 2008 at 4:49 PM
lukkydivz said…
the essence is amazing anwi, but i was wondering if the first four stanzas were referring to the baby, the last was forwhom?
November 17, 2008 at 5:01 PM
Anwesa said…
@tara,
thanx..ur words cheer me up..i hope i'll b writing more of good poems..
November 17, 2008 at 6:35 PM
Anwesa said…
@lukkydivz,
well,a bit of confusion der..it was addressed to the baby's mother who is no more in the ethereal world.the baby's father was telling all these lines..
November 17, 2008 at 6:39 PM
Anonymous said…
Adding u up :)
November 17, 2008 at 8:27 PM
RiverSoul said…
Ah. . .
I had the same confusion as Princess DeeDee (lukkydivs to you) had
:)
Beautiful lines, Anwesa.
Loved the amazing wordplay
:)
Keep rocking, gal
:)
And you did well in a man's shoes.
.....
:)
Whats the child's perspective?
:)
November 18, 2008 at 9:12 AM
Anwesa said…
@riversoul,
aww..so many ppl gettin confused..
i'm sorry i cudn't communicate 2 many of my readers.but yes,thanx 4 complimenting..let the child lisp in the first place..
November 18, 2008 at 4:46 PM
Art and Poetry said…
Yes I like it! very sad poem well done!
November 18, 2008 at 4:58 PM
Anwesa said…
@art and poetry,
thanx!!
November 18, 2008 at 5:12 PM
Abhishek Behera said…
Oh my God! the last line felt like a throbbing silence leaving me all aghast...

woow... wooow... wooow...
November 18, 2008 at 8:59 PM
Anwesa said…
@abhishek sim,
thanx..thanx a lot..
November 18, 2008 at 9:16 PM
Aparna said…
really nice poem..

cheers
appy
November 18, 2008 at 9:56 PM
Anwesa said…
@aparna/appy,
thanx..
November 18, 2008 at 10:09 PM
Ratzzz said…
man's shoe???

i felt it was a lady's.... medley of emotions.. love,sadness,loneliness,helplessness... they all go hand in hand always... cud feel the pain... great anwesa...
November 19, 2008 at 8:05 AM
Anwesa said…
@the rat,
oh!!then men don't feel this way!!
thanx 4 reading d post!!
November 19, 2008 at 7:40 PM
Pooja said…
beautifully wrtten,dear...

m yet 2 chck out all d posts dat i hav missed...:)
November 20, 2008 at 1:02 PM
Diana Sahu said…
Emotions, rhymes...everything is so well expressed.
November 20, 2008 at 3:17 PM
Kartz said…
Good 'un there... Had me thinking,

---
Good to hear from you after quite some time. Hope all is well.

Peace.
November 20, 2008 at 5:01 PM
Anwesa said…
@pooja,
thanx 4 reading it..hope all ur brek wud b spent in bloggerville..
November 20, 2008 at 6:37 PM
Anwesa said…
@nupur,
thanx dear!!keep visiting!
November 20, 2008 at 6:38 PM
Anwesa said…
@kartz,
thanx 4 reading..n yes,all's fine..
November 20, 2008 at 6:39 PM
Priya Joyce said…
it was supaa cool re

i guess u hav developed a talent in this too...u rock re
:)
November 20, 2008 at 8:41 PM
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
thanx a lotta dear!!guess it wont fade out soon!!
November 20, 2008 at 9:05 PM
broca's area said…
wow!!...so much hidden feelings!....shd show this to my friend!!..nice:)
November 20, 2008 at 11:25 PM
Anwesa said…
@brocasarea,
thanx!!!
November 21, 2008 at 10:39 AM
Beauty and the BEast said…
Each morning I turn to wish you
But kiss loneliness instead
And then I remember why

I rush to answer your call
And the stop in mid track
because I have suddenly remembered why

I want to be with you again
To share my life with you... but I wont
And I remember why

I look at the little girl who sleeps
Missing her father, who she'll never see
And I have never forgotten why...

Perspectives. Thought I could be the mother and if this was the father who has written it.

I first thought maybe death had parted the two, but then I realised that need not be the case..

So just an attempt. Hope you dont mind..

Great thought and poem there :)
November 21, 2008 at 12:03 PM
Anwesa said…
@beauty and the beast,
u named urself rongly,i can c only beauty in your poem.i loved it n it sounded quite well.thanx 4 visiting my blog,so dat i cud come 2 kno u..
November 21, 2008 at 4:45 PM
Priya said…
The longing and seperation is something always unfilled.
November 22, 2008 at 12:48 AM
Anwesa said…
@priya,
thanx 4 reading..n yes,it remains unfulfilled..
November 22, 2008 at 12:12 PM
Aneesh said…
wow! very well written, getting into a man's shoes? I should say, well done :)
November 25, 2008 at 8:03 PM
Anwesa said…
@aneesh,
thanx..:)
November 25, 2008 at 9:37 PM
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