Between the departing day and the descending night
If it suddenly rains as a bolt from the blue
With no umbrella to shield our heads
How I wish to walk with you
My hands twined around your waist
And no one around but only you and me
As the sun hides behind the Western gats
Bleeding red and waxing pale
How I wish to ramble hand in hand
Along the sea shore under the canopy of the sky
Sharing silent thoughts and counting the waves
Lost in our private world, just you and me
On a clear day when the Southern Bay
Like a voluptuous maid lies draped in blue
And its placid surface dotted with sailing boats
How I wish to get into one
And drift afar to some unknown destination
With no one else but you and me
On a silent morn, standing on a rocky precipice
How I wish to proclaim aloud to a world,
Slowly emerging from the haze of mist
That you are mine and mine only
And to its rebounding echo, a spectral form from far
Responding- ‘We are one, you and me'
Somewhere in a sheltered nook,
Screened from the buzzing crowd, a river winding by
With clear waters snoozing on the white sand
In a small sequestered cottage,
Where nightly winds flute on the window panes
How I wish to build a life with just you and me
As we stand in a tight warm embrace
When my hot breath falls on the nape of your neck
And as you pant with passion like a frightened deer
How I wish to get enrobed in your mystery
And sail down to the abyss of an unknown experience
When nobody else matters, but only you and me!
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When life takes an obliterating course,
When suddenly the night closes over
And dangers prowl around us like carnivores beasts,
How I wish we could still remain one in spirit and soul
And the vagrant fate or the wanton death
Could never separate us, you and me!
Great imagery scripted with so much loving words really makes it eternal.....Valsa.....love is such a word that on this whatever composition has been made or is made or will be made looks like an ounce of water from the ocean, it has the scope to go beyond the universe.......and I am reminded a line of Emily Dickinson's poem where She said love is anterior to life and posterior to death is rightly said.....anyway I always love your composition....10
Groovy writing especially for a valentine's Day. Many thanks madam.
You have gone romantic like the Southern Bay on this Valentine's Day. Loved the downpour imagery and emotions, Valsa-ji. Also, remembered Amitabh Bachchan and Smita Patil dancing in sheer abandon in the rains on Bombay's Marine Drive. Forgot the name of that old movie - may be Namak Halal. (10)
In my observation the cycle of time has enough mettle to make one fancy on.... it is a little whimsical for a certain reason though. It is a fantastic poem, Valsa madam
When life takes an obliterating course, When suddenly the night closes over And dangers prowl around us like carnivores beasts, How I wish we could still remain one in spirit and soul And the vagrant fate or the wanton death Could never separate us, you and me! .....so touching and impressive with a nice theme. Beautiful poem nicely executed.10
One of the loveliest valentine poems I have ever read! Beautiful words weaving through each romantic scene. It is overwhelming! Thank you.
A superb poem woven with threads of rich imagery that offers a vista of romantic scenes.
ohh a superb melodious romantic poem! absolutely loved it! as i got drenched and lost in every line of romance...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully written with vivid imagery, I felt like a voyeur on your - you and me.; 0)