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Never thought about You….

Drunk in the wine of pleasure…

I ignored You.

You always smiled…

At me.

I didn’t see it coming.

A day when life abandoned me.

My loved one fell silent.

Then You took me in

Your arms.

Made me live again.

The way I never knew.

Filled with bliss.

I could see your footsteps

Unwashed, on the shores of time.

Exactly on the path I traversed.

I was gratified…

Then bewildered…

Then revered You…

You did so much for me.

Even though I never trusted You….

They are so true when they say –

Strange are the ways of the Lord !


MultiMenon said…
Okayyy.. That was your dedication to your YOU right?? Good one.. :)

Tulika said…
Strange are poets. Words enlivened.

What a beautiful verse!
Reading it over n over again...
"Unwashed, on the shores of time."

beautiful :)
Hemanth Potluri said…
so nice sis :)..loved every word..

Thousif Raza said…
lovely words loved every word :).....

take care and keep writing.............
Harshita said…
for once... can u just write a BAD poem?? a BAD post... :|

I am tired of telling u .. u r so good... :D
rainboy said…
very well expressed.
Suree said…
wow... excellent poem...

wonderful usage of words...
Rajlakshmi said…
such lovely and touching verses... so beautifully penned...
IcE MaiDeN said…
Really nice words there! :)

'YOU' is very lucky! :)

ANWESA said…
Yes,that was my You...

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Its all about those moments you know...
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Maybe the next post :P

Thanks baby!! You made my day :)
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Thanks!! Keep visiting :)
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Chatterbox said…
Brilliant expression :)
Keep up the good work.

Priya Joyce said…
yehsss..i agree completely...

truely..strange are the ways of the lord...

U expressed each line so very beautifully...
Ria said…
good one dear!!
ANWESA said…
Thanks a lot buddy !
ANWESA said…
thanks mate !
ANWESA said…
@lil' priya,
thanks dear !!! glad you liked it.
ANWESA said…
thanks :)
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haritha said…
hey gud poem..feels simple n serene

well kinda writing style of mine
ANWESA said…

Thanks !! Off to explore your writing!! :)
Jogeshwar said…
exceptional .. well done
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