The rueful reminiscence...

When his eyes searched for her,

In that crowd of thousands,

She silently smiled,

And turned ignorant to his quest…

 

When he tried all his efforts,

To go and talk to her,

She admired his courage,

And faked to be hectic with her works…

 

When he praised the beauty in her,

About her eyes and her hairs,

She blushed, dear folk,

And rebuked him for flirting…

 

When he prayed for her success,

To win all the games, She was in-

She thanked him for his prayers,

And stayed away from his unconditional care…

 

But, now when she feel the same,

For his fathomless love,

Her eyes search for his shadow,

And he's gone…

 

She wish he was there...

She would have shown

The love she stored for him

In her yearning heart…

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Just an imagination...

The rueful reminiscence of romance…

11:53am/2/15/2013-IISc

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Reviews

[khalid]

wow what a fantastic wonderful poem..very nicely penned, nice music flowing through the lines and rhyme, sweet images and metaphors..

yes, it is really strange that sometimes we feel someone loving us and when we start to feel the same twards them, we find them have gone..it sounds like a painful game then..

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Shukriya Khalid :)

[khalid]

welcome

[Renée]

oh ) : playing hard to get didn't pay off I see..or maybe his heart truly wasn't into her since he was not around for her hearts change..or maybe a part 2 ? Oh i hate when love is not won.... Great Poem !!

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

:)

[michael.c.m]

Poetry like this should drive the world to a better state. We need poets as world leaders. Beautiful - filled with emotion.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Merci Michael :)

[Arabdha]

this unfurls before the reader like a the openings scene of a movie...wonderful :-)

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thanks Arabdha

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

Select a pleasant day, take a pleasant walk to the top of a lonely hill where you and your soul may talk. Bring also water, a bowl and sponge to wipe the mists from your eyes so that you may see aright. Then ask yourself why you sit and stare and think and teach about what it was that is now and may yet be within your reach. I should like very much to know.

Your writing does such strange things to me... should I be ashamed that I enjoy it so much?

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Serene, it sounds...Your idea of knowing the truth. I am glad that my writings boosts up all these fantastic ideas in your mind. I am glad, actually.

[Dayran]

We have come to see fathomless love. Its in the lives of our children. But you're right, as we move from youth to adulthood we do understand it as infinite.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Parents' love is beyond being fathomless...Sometime, the fellow travelers tends to reach that point.

[Mary]

if only, if only. Sometimes I wonder what takes us so long to embrace the treasures that are offered. Why do we play such silly games? Do we not remember that games have winners and losers and that sometimes we lose? Well done, beautifully written.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thanks Mary :)

[Leslie Philibert]

A gentle, soft poem full of literary quality and thought. Fine job.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thanks Leslie :)

[Coyote Poetry]

The things we didn't do. Haunt us more then the mistakes of the past. I understand the story and the wish in this poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

True. Thanks Coyote.