Waiting

At the curve of hexagonal room,
Authentic life...
I found myself aloof,
Sprawl...
Candle lightening at distant,
Shows its presence,
Hoist me...
Bouncing spectrum...yellow beam of light,
Coloured my imaginary world,
I streached up my lips..
Send back faint,sweet smile..


Eyes hover around,
Weave a beautiful dream,
Finger dance in the floor,
Shake- up,stir up
Innovate the thought,show the way,
Glamorize my world....
Presence was in present,future the destiny
Erotic was the atmosphere...

Neglecting the melodious sound,
played by the
dandy ,winsome flute-player,
Heart in its agony,thrills up,spring up
On one’s thought..
Waiting...just waiting..for that very day,
Im adoring ..this waiting..

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the artwork. Made your words come alive. I like the description. Create a very good vision. I love the way you use the language. Making the poem a great pleasure to read. A strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Radad Ibn Nasir]

I am inspired without a doubt a the certainty that your waiting will be rewarded. Your writing is very rhythmic, almost spoken at least in my mind as a reader i can feel it tugging to be read aloud. You convey such a whimsical array of imagery that i cant stop myself from reaching out and looking at the stretch of your words to create such a piece. Excellent. There is treasure here, i can feel it.

[Amila Jay]

Very intense and idealistic. nice poem:)

[Vinod Kumar U K]

Good art of living... expressed clearly.. nice dreams and desire

[Omar Fendri]

emotions are speakable here, carved in your very words as the images you illustrate pass by... well-expressed and description is outstanding
first-rated.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokhar..]

...Awesome...admire the love ...of waiting..:)