Tonight, call me your Dame...

It's been ages of silence

I have slept upon.

Remember me?

The rose that smiled at you.

The sparkling tiny star 

That winked at you.

The crescent moon

That hung in your wait.

The cuckoo 

That voiced sweet melodies.

The sea breeze

That brushed your brows.

The blue skies

That mirrored you

In my Angelic eyes.

How would you recollect?

You wore me 

In the scent of Cinnamomums.

You walked past me

Amidst the lovely violets.

You touched me

Of my satin fur silk.

And you held me

In the dark clad nights.

Look at me,

I'm dressed in flakes of snow.

Ear rings strewn of yearns,

Thin black hair

Doused of cloves,

The beads of silvery pines

That lay studded

In the white gown of clouds.

Did you notice?

I know, you failed to.

In my weariness of you,

I long for an eternal wish;

Tonight, call me your Dame...

15th July 2007, by Abhilash Hegde

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you touched me like you would a flower that you merely paid attention to for a moment's notice...and then you left me to wither and die...

you make my heart weary....but just let me yours for a night...and i will close my petals satisfied...

from her perspective, well written...

i like the "voice" in this one.

[A.H.]

Very nicely expressed. Yeah, this write is from her perspective and the only poem that I attempted in this regard. Glad to know you liked the voice in this one. Thanks Jacob for taking out time for this write and the review :)

[duff]

Heart on a sleeve writing that flows throughout. I like the perspective vision. The imagery is bright and is delivered vividly. Great work.

[A.H.]

Thank you much Duff for reading and reviewing this write. Appreciate it!

[Anindita Janhabee]

Simple and a different perspective which makes it unique....This is something really what matters, being forgotten is much painful but the deeds which make a person forgotten is even more painful....
very nice piece...tugs to heart..
Anindita : )

[A.H.]

yes, being forgotten is painful and not knowing the reasons for it is even worse. To remind the other person you exist and still long for being together is one of the very feeling I wish to portray through this write. Thanks so much for the review !

[Ellen Kolman]

I hate that feeling of knowing that I have been forgotten, that I mean nothing now when once i was all that mattered......beautiful write; beautifully written...you have captured the feeling so well, I shall be depressed all day........no worries, feeling is always good, even the bad ones.......I will enjoy reading more of your work......

[A.H.]

Ellen, how beautifully you captured the sense and feel of this poem that I wished to convey. I tried to put myself in "her" shoes and see what best I could do with this feeling of being forgotten yet waiting to be loved again. Thanks so much for the visit :)

[Ellen Kolman]

My pleasure

[Ardra]

loved the way you have expressed it.. there is a depth of sadness in these lines yet it speaks of love so free and pure ... :)

[A.H.]

Ria, so nice to hear your thoughts.
Thanks for dropping by and leaving a review :)