Waiting by Pria
The shadow of silence,
The voice of light,
The scent of thought,
The caress of a lingering wish.
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Waiting by Pria
The shadow of silence,
The voice of light,
The scent of thought,
The caress of a lingering wish.
Good to see u back writing Poetry:))
Deepa
Good one…There is a Tagore’s poem on waiting, waiting for a divine presence… and when i read your lines…voice of light and caress of wish..i remembered Tagore’s lines.. keep writing peoms
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Thanks.Could you please share Tagoreji’s poem.
I dont know about it.
Thanks again
The song I came to sing
remains unsung to this day.
I have spent my days in stringing
and in unstringing my instrument.
The time has not come true,
the words have not been rightly set;
only there is the agony
of wishing in my heart…..
I have not seen his face,
nor have I listened to his voice;
only I have heard his gentle footsteps
from the road before my house…..
But the lamp has not been lit
and I cannot ask him into my house;
I live in the hope of meeting with him;
but this meeting is not yet.
Thanks Mangai.
//stringing and in unstringing my instrument
//the words have not been rightly set
Now, thats the work of a master.