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Showing posts with label magpie tales. Show all posts
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Saturday, December 03, 2011

The Red Couch!


Magpie 93 – Photo provided by Magpie Tales

I walk a lonely road,
Everyday too and fro,
I work whole day and night,
With less Sleep,food,
While I walk,i see
An imaginary red couch,
That wants me to sit on it
I look at it and walk away,
I see behind ,it invites me
I toil hard in front of Computer
Writing codes and making  Sheets,
I sit on the chair,
My back aches,migraine,
Work pressure,Stress.
When I go back home,
I see the same red couch,
That wants me to sit on it,
I ignore and walk away.
This Cycle repeats and goes on,
Everyday I disappoint it,
But today I accepted it,
And sat on it with a smile,
Realized what life was like,
The first time in my life,
And it feels so great,
I look around the world,
I feel so amazed.
It teaches me to make time,
During the busy hours,
take some rest,breaks,
thats all what I desire,
Now everyday I look at it,
The Red Couch Smiles at me.


PS - I seldom write poems and I guess it was just another attempt at writing a poetry. Feedbacks are appreciated


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Monday, November 21, 2011

Haunted by Love


This is the photo prompt for Magpie Tales this week.



She haunts me in my dreams,
Every night, She knocks
my door,thinking I am
always there for her.
 

Her eyes mesmerizing,
Seductive lips and
alluring face,every night
She smiles at me.
 
Our lips lock,we
Swirl our body together.
Caressing her cheeks,I
kiss her nape.

No words to define,
her beauty what means.
Every night I close,
my eyes and dream.

She vanishes away,
Leaving me like a fish,
floundering on land, and
a bird with wings destroyed.

I want her now,
for I have been loving,
and loving life,
with and without her.

My eyes open,it hurts
the smile, disappears.
Oh Love! where are thee
Come back once again
 

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