Rumination

by Sourav   Sep 2, 2010


I know you - my dear lady, to me you are not a stranger
You live somewhere in this world, but don't live very far
I've heard you in my morning raga; I've heard you in the evening bell
They cherish to say a lot about you and I also have a story to tell.

I follow you with my eyes - my fair lady, though you can't see me
I paint you in the canvas of my soul but not for everyone to see
You're the companion of my secret play, eavesdropper of my silent expression
Even in crowd of a thousand I feel you- can sense your matchless sensation.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Goodbye

    Brilliant expressions.

  • 13 years ago

    by Ronald Edwards

    Souray, great imagery , enjoyed the write, thanks for sharing

  • 13 years ago

    by Sunshine

    I so much loved this piece..i found it really surprising ..and got a dark unclear side which makes it but more and more interesting

    and no bet the wording was so good...ur opening lines..so sweet..very deep

    5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by Jad

    I'm at a lost of who this dear lady was. But the emotions are good and I loved the way how you can always know where they are no matter how far away you are. Good job and keep writing.

  • 13 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    A very interesting write which leaves the
    reader to wonder about who this "dear lady"
    might be, perhaps a Godess maybe..? A
    heartfelt write..very nice.

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