With Love, Newspaper Boy
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Dear Violet,
With every burst of dawn,
Greeted me and my bicycle
A sanguine face…
Peeping around this door;
Like a full moon behind the clouds,
To breeze a spell in these eyes…
With its sheer incandescence!
But one day…
Longed to see the same dawn
Yearned to meet the same eyes…
Little did I know-
My ill-fate felt the urge
To bestow itself to me.
What greeted me that day;
Was a stark locked door.
You were not there. The sky overcast. The moon was gone, the door was locked.
And Here I am…
Sitting at your porch steps
Staring at your locked door…
A silly lone soul
Waiting for a prodigy.
Won’t you return?
With Love,
Newspaper Boy
22 Comments
Shreyanshji, kya baat hein….door door, door again, Newspaper boy ka samja aap pain,
Very good………Very good Is’style of writing, different hein……….{Hamari Film Different hein}……..
Lekhin, door ka ‘farewell’ ho gaya, aapne jan buj ke, ye poem nahin enroll kiya, I saw this poem in the waiting line of drafted poems…….anyways poets are confusing………..though a lovely poem here….
Stars = All 5……
@ulhas-please refer to my last comment,buddy.i tried to post through my dad’s laptop but cudn’t…everytime I clicked on PUBLISH,it hanged.
You could have sent me your log in ID and emailed me the poem buddy, I would have posted it….anyways no point in post-mortem……
A very good poem, I love reading it…..Is-style is different…………..
Cheers buddy…..:)
Awesome brother!!!!
Refreshing again. Like the way it turned out. A poetic love letter sure to impress. She is yours brother to whomsoever you dedicated it to. Way to go Newspaper boy!!!
An excellent beautiful poem indeed. Great
Leaves a tremendous impact on the reader.
An excellent poem is always an excellent universal poem, whether it finds entry into a specific contest or not.
Shreyansh…Kudos to you for this gem.
Aah.will write something new soon.
finally,I got to post something as my pc is working fine.
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