Moonlit Struck

Clenched eyelashes bringing down the tears,
Moved heartbeats surrendering the fear,
A bit of your presence makes it all sometimes,
Come down sit with me, besides, let it all clear..
To soothe down your pains I want to be there,
To cuddle and play and make it all fair,
With numerous expressions I want to click you there,
That smile, A little blush, All night I could glare at..
Tonight these stars tell me a story, whispered,
Tonight these clouds shake me, withered,
Tonight I feel the need of you besides me,
Tonight is the night you can make me feel..
With every tick of the clock I miss you more,
Every lane I daily walk wants you together & close,
Even the winds question me why are you silent today?
Nothing, don’t worry, is all I could say..
No matter what I wake up with a strengthened smile,
I take the path and fill myself divine,
For I know those who walk the path of belief,
Nothing can stop the way to their relief..
So if you know a little bit of me, stay,
If you wish to see me content, pray,
For everything else will go to dust, frayed,
But you and me, there is still a story to play.. 

5 Comments, RSS

  1. Irfan February 8, 2013 @ 5:50 am

    Loved it, though in bits and pieces… The usage of more powerful words would have done wonder.

  2. Hiren Chauhan February 8, 2013 @ 1:00 pm

    Awe-inspiring Ashu. Especially the last verse.

    "So if you know a little bit of me, stay,
    If you wish to see me content, pray."

    All these words actually make you imagine things. So beautiful. So innocent. So true. You've explained the most beautiful feelings in the most simplest words.


  3. Rebellious Submission February 8, 2013 @ 1:07 pm

    This is so beautifully expressed 🙂

  4. Aditi February 16, 2013 @ 11:03 am

    I read it again this time… and i realised i had lost track of so much when i read it the first time…

    Its mesmerising ashu… the longingness… that subtle crave… that slight pain… it is all so beautifully described even though it is not do direct…

    It is almost like the honey dripping from a honeycomb… gentle… slow…

    It gives me the feel of walking down an empty street on a moonlit breezy night when the breeze is cold enuf to long for a hand to be in ours…


  5. soumyav February 23, 2013 @ 8:26 am

    Lovely lines and great feelings!

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