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Concealed by dark clouds

You keep shining.

Bright streaks of light

Dazzle me.

Enchant me.

And keep me waiting..

Waiting for you.


Neeha said…
Simple & beautiful..
Advanced New year wishes!!
Ria said…
Aah the moon peeking from the clouds.
Priya Joyce said…
waiting for wat? the moon? :P
You have the power to say so much in so less words...!!!!

Amazing ....!!
Phoenix said…
im struck by how mature you have become hubby...seriously.. i love every word you have strikes a chord with me..
Thousif Raza said…
honest and smiple... yet it has that shimmer that glistens just like that of moon and something which i quite cant put nit in words... nice work... :)

take care and keep writing.........
In Arabic culture the moon is masculine (male) and the sun (female), so you are waiting for your moon, which in the western culture symbolizes virginity and death ..
I like it, your moon is your savior; your "godot" must come to fill thee with life and love.
You are a poetess. I hear your music, and no exotic words are used. Congrats, Anwesa.
Merry Chrismass, Happy new year.
Satwinder Singh said…
Stop Waiting and Start Acting.. :P
Anwesa said…
@Chocolate Lover,
Thanks !!
Anwesa said…
Thanks ! HNY to you too!!
Anwesa said…
@Lil' Priya,
Waiting for "You"
Anwesa said…
@Pesto Sauce,
Anwesa said…
Thanks dear !
Anwesa said…
:) Thanks sweetheart !
Anwesa said…
Thanks buddy !
Anwesa said…
@The reader from Yemen,
Thanks for your reply. I cannot get your name so have to address you like this.Thanks for coming here,reading this.
Anwesa said…
Priya said…
" you are waiting for your moon, which in the western culture symbolizes virginity and death .."

Can I get back whom I lost. will he come back... ever...
Can anyone comeback after death...

I wish this from the bottom of my heart...
Anwesa said…
After-death....I feel they can. In some different form. May your wish be fulfilled someday.
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