Riposte

Penned on Februrary 22 2011

Why the sun brightens our sky?

or why there is a serene moonlight?

there are always some reasons,

but we always fail to understand.

 

And yesterday, when I met you at the cross lane,

the same sun brightened my day,

and the moonlight kept me awake.

 

On that night,

You shimmered like the starlet in the skies,

I followed you everywhere, even in your dreams

But somewhere, I was still lonely waiting for you

on that bench, where you dropped your earrings in twilight.

 

And today,

When I crossed your casket draped in black,

with the parish hymning His words of solace,

in vain, my infallible mind  tried to reason,

the same lunatic night and the aberrant sunlight

 

 

Author's Note

I have rectified all the typos, sometimes am very much reluctant to run a spell check

Reviews

[light and ashes]

A really sad and beautiful poem, enjoyed reading it very much.

[Jazique]

That was beautiful with descriptions and all and their seem to be very few errors as far as I can tell. Anyways with words and flow your poetry it was wonderful writing all in all. Bravo.

[Richard Williams]

A good poem with effective contrasts that resound, good word choice.

[Coyote Poetry]

A sad ending to strong poem. You started with great description and questions. Took walks and sat on benches. The casket draped in black turn the beauty of the sun and the brightness of the moon to pure darkness. A outstanding poem. I enjoyed your powerful poetry.
Coyote

[Poetic Beauty]

The ending is makes this different. It wasn't what I was expecting which made it creative and very well done. The details are clear and the I love the part about the moonlight.

[Matthew Kult]

I will be just repeating what has already been said.

Excellently crafted, great flow. Great read.

Matthew

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A quintessential reverberation to a time lost in the ear of seclusion, well written, good read.

[Sukriti Suki]

this is real good...it is subtle yet it hits you like a rock...good one.

[Alicia Hirshey]

beautiful

[Lily Mae]

"But somewhere, I was still lonely waiting for you
on that bench, where you dropped your earrings in twilight."
I love this..great poem :) x