The Thought Lane..
Stepping anxiously up and down the First Thought Lane..
Heart suddenly stopped seeing the
proscenium space..
saw you standing there
ever so anxious to draw back
the curtain that would reveal me
I was but the motion, the eternal stage
Of your expression..
You stood over all above in the
Forefront..
The very initiation of my fantasy
My head bowed, silent like the sky I stood..
Nothing you said but saw, cherished and blessed the beauty..
Shy, willing, we both stood..
‘you will be loved’ came the sudden air’s
Emollient reply..
We were touched by the ambience
but said nothing..
no words could ever make me speak but silence
You knew..
Stepping smilingly with you on the Fourth Thought Lane..
Heart is awestruck in mirth
seeing us romping among the crowd..
disturbing with a greatest delight
everyone else, till dark we played..
little did I know being an obstacle
in each other’s path can ever be so exciting..
I tried searching for bowed heads, silent moments,
shy secret glances..
god! Could fine none!
Twenty four hours, and everything was changed
Between us..
standing with lots of candies were you
on the rostrum..
laughed out loud then both of us..
when the only reward, prize or epithet
that could ever be given to you
was known by everyone else to be
ME
‘I will trouble you as long as I can’, I said..
Sipping the rose’ through
Those smiling lips..
How they laugh! How they pretend!
How damn happy!
muttered the ones against love
kids in love can never be damned
by anyone
defended our lord..
No pretense can ever hold me back
But a strong kid-like arrogance in love
You knew..
Stepping lovingly on the Eighth Thought Lane….
I experienced heart beating in a new way..
seeing you living all in me
I was heightened till eternity to live
Seeing you dwelling near me
I was brought closer to reality..
managed I to re-live those kidding
exciting and teasing moments..
waiting am I for the second set of thought lane
to get constructed
no, not a palace, but a content walled
deeply bricked, soft-warmly colored, house of our memories
made prosperous with beautiful trees.. and innocent shrubs
seasoning it with lots of fresh love very other season..
No grand empty mansion could ever attract me, but a
Dimly lit, all embracing
house with your presence
You knew…
Akanksha..
Stepping anxiously up and down the First Thought Lane..
Heart suddenly stopped seeing the
proscenium space..
saw you standing there
ever so anxious to draw back
the curtain that would reveal me
I was but the motion, the eternal stage
Of your expression..
You stood over all above in the
Forefront..
The very initiation of my fantasy
My head bowed, silent like the sky I stood..
Nothing you said but saw, cherished and blessed the beauty..
Shy, willing, we both stood..
‘you will be loved’ came the sudden air’s
Emollient reply..
We were touched by the ambience
but said nothing..
no words could ever make me speak but silence
You knew..
Stepping smilingly with you on the Fourth Thought Lane..
Heart is awestruck in mirth
seeing us romping among the crowd..
disturbing with a greatest delight
everyone else, till dark we played..
little did I know being an obstacle
in each other’s path can ever be so exciting..
I tried searching for bowed heads, silent moments,
shy secret glances..
god! Could fine none!
Twenty four hours, and everything was changed
Between us..
standing with lots of candies were you
on the rostrum..
laughed out loud then both of us..
when the only reward, prize or epithet
that could ever be given to you
was known by everyone else to be
ME
‘I will trouble you as long as I can’, I said..
Sipping the rose’ through
Those smiling lips..
How they laugh! How they pretend!
How damn happy!
muttered the ones against love
kids in love can never be damned
by anyone
defended our lord..
No pretense can ever hold me back
But a strong kid-like arrogance in love
You knew..
Stepping lovingly on the Eighth Thought Lane….
I experienced heart beating in a new way..
seeing you living all in me
I was heightened till eternity to live
Seeing you dwelling near me
I was brought closer to reality..
managed I to re-live those kidding
exciting and teasing moments..
waiting am I for the second set of thought lane
to get constructed
no, not a palace, but a content walled
deeply bricked, soft-warmly colored, house of our memories
made prosperous with beautiful trees.. and innocent shrubs
seasoning it with lots of fresh love very other season..
No grand empty mansion could ever attract me, but a
Dimly lit, all embracing
house with your presence
You knew…
Akanksha..
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