guidelines
e-mailservice

Without You

Without You

Written by:




Rust-gold window drapes

dance with the cold breeze

that blows from the sea

that makes for a beautiful view

as I sleep on my eight by four bed

listening to the sultry waves

and soaking in the moonlight

that finds its way through

the maze I call my home.

But I still don’t get as good a sleep

as I used to get in that rocky chair

curled up in your arms

with my hand on yours.


Ever since I took the red pill, life's been an ongoing mission to find out how deep this rabbit hole goes. I'm mostly harmless, unless... arrgh... unless you do THAT!
Aniket
View all posts by Aniket
Anikets website
Written by: Aniket on October 31, 2010.
October 31, 2010 Post Under Poetry - Comments
forum
  • http://cachememory.wordpress.com Rohan

    Feels good to be back here after a hiatus from the internet(except work,of course). I figured out that I can actually survive without being connected.

    Coming back to this piece, I liked the line ‘the maze I call my home’. Life’s little joys are terribly missed when you know that they can never be experienced again.Well done.

    • http://foolishnessofthings.blogspot.com Aniket

      I don’t have the guts to pull that feat off. I am a net addict. So much so, that I pay for the net-connect dongle just to be there as a backup if my broadband fails. :D

      But I’m glad to see you back here. You’re encouragement as always is most appreciated.

  • http://keepingsecrets-karen.blogspot.com Karen

    You, my friend, have turned into a poet! I love it! It is evocative of so much in so few words. THAT is poetry!

    • http://foolishnessofthings.blogspot.com Aniket

      Oh, I don’t mind being tagged a poet, if it keeps bringing you here. On a serious note, your affirmation means a lot and makes me want to write poetry, more and more.
      I’m still on a high after your comment on my last poem. :)

  • http://lyricsandmaladies.blogspot.com joaquin

    i’m with karen on this one. a fine poet.

    this is tender and sweet and beautiful. sensory and vivid – “listening to the sultry waves / and soaking in the moonlight” is amazing – and i really love “rocky chair” – comforting as “rocking chair” but gives the feeling of being solid and safe. and the rhythm of it, in free verse, is perfect. absolutely amazing poem.

    • http://foolishnessofthings.blogspot.com Aniket

      All I can say is – Thank you. I guess Poetry-month came a little late for me. But I’m glad it came. :)

«
»
support