Neela Nath


I Replied


I replied many times
in silence keeping mum.
There won't be any solution,
in your worked out sum.
Time in the hollow of time,
in my sorrowful days does gape.
I have tried much to need you,
but time was not in shape.
Time, time, time your thought
haunts me like a ghost,
I wrote innumerable mails
for you, but forgot to post.
When words fail to form thought,
when only you block my way,
elated I enjoy the fest,
alone in the winter day.
Time, time get me back
my joyful golden past,
where there's the sunshine plays,
happiness works with trust.

Submitted: Thursday, March 07, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (I Replied by Neela Nath )

Enter the verification code :

  • Thomas A Robinson (3/7/2013 1:07:00 PM)

    Ah but now the fruit hangs heavy on the stem of time.No pretty blossoms blowing in the sunshine and warm winds now. Just the overbearing weight of time sagging the branches down till the fruit begins to fall giving back
    to the tree of life it freedom to sing and sway in the winds of change. But we as fruit lay useless fermenting
    on the ground decaying (Report) Reply

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

New Poems

  1. THE WAILING STRIP, Mohamed Yussuf
  2. Cold Days, Ronald Chapman
  3. Clouds, Ronald Chapman
  4. This Night, Neela Nath
  5. Chuseok Korean Thanksgiving Day (Regional), Ronald Chapman
  6. Chocolate, Ronald Chapman
  7. Children Playing, Ronald Chapman
  8. Winter Crept, hap rochelle
  9. Meeting Ronald Reagan, Roy Blokker
  10. Cheat, Ronald Chapman

Poem of the Day

poet Edgar Allan Poe

Kind solace in a dying hour!
Such, father, is not (now) my theme-
I will not madly deem that power
Of Earth may shrive me of the sin
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Jacques Prevert

 

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]