veeraiyah subbulakshmi


Shaded Heart


I am standing in the queue,
Looking at her with love,
Winking at her for a while,
Chanting the tenets in a second,
She looks at me with a smile,
That pierces my heart as a knife,
Thousands of days gone as the mists,
She still looks at me with a smile,
Not knowing of my little winks,
Those are hidden with a pair of sun shade,
I still stand with my love not reciprocated,
As I am shaded with the pride,
My true intention not known to anyone,
She still smiles at me with love,
Thinking that I am blind,
Sometimes she searches the white stick,
That I may have hidden in my trousers,
I hold a single rose in my secret chest.

Submitted: Friday, October 25, 2013
Edited: Saturday, October 26, 2013
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may be at a train or a bus station and in front of an altar.

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