Sunday, July 11, 2010

70. ‘I love you’

Tattered paper gone yellow

Not pleasant to smell,

Not easy to handle,

But not to be thrown away.


The three words on it

By some hurried hand scribbled

After careful scrutiny of emotions,

Ending a long agonising wait.


The words written, but never uttered,

On fragile paper, but in strong ink

More precious than any treasure

To be preserved carefully, delicately.


Through these she comes alive

In all her beauty and youth

Bringing back sweetness of days

And moments of happiness

Long forgotten……



R. Ramesh said...

Your words of consolation on loss of my brother helped me strengthen myself. I really appreciate it and pray for peace and good health to you and yr near ones. Really lucky to have come across you.

rohini said...

beautiful poem with so deep emotions....

R. Ramesh said...

thanks ya

Indrani said...

Hmmm... sweet memories there.
Great lines.

Deepak Acharya said...

Oh this is really nice !

Neena Sharma said...

Very simple and from the heart...