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what i've been longing to tell
a cold winter night, alone --
when the ticking of the clock
is more distinct
than the roar of some passing motor-bike;
when the cough from the neighbour's house
competes with the sound of my breathing...
i peer through the curtain of this silence
ready to catch the words
may have sent for me.
and thousands of words go past me --
running, walking, stumbling,
in line, out of line,
silent and shouting, cold and warm,
groping and sure, sly and honest,
spoken and unspoken...
and i feel each one of them
before they tumble
into the dust-bin of eternity,
afraid that i do not miss the words
may have sent for me.
for you -- known or unknown --
to break your silence.
anywhere, anytime, whenever i want to,
i pour acidic solitude
on my concentration
and let the vapours create a haze
over all my senses...
in this cocoon i hear myself
telling my own self
all about you.
all the words you spoke to me,
everytime you looked at me,
your expressions, your actions
carefully wrapped in the satin
of my love for you
i have kept in the deep-freeze
of my concern for you.
only when i enter this cocoon do i
kiss these satin-wrapped images.
how, when, why -- i do not know,
but now this cocoon of haze
My Little Secret
isn't it funny how just a nod
or simply a few words mumbled
will form an unseen bond
that on new paths makes you trod?
and however rebellious you are
or think you are --
that strange sensation of
a first glance
a cursory touch
always keeps coming back to you
until you admit that
you're in love.
why should i write of her voice
that i paid attention to, though many spoke.
why should i write of a pair of eyes
when of many eyes many have wrote.
why should i write of what she spoke --
that in my mind i still quote.
why should i write of the smile
that today's Da Vinci would love to note.
it isn't: why should i?
it is: can i?
you, who roam free in all my senses --
can mere words sound like your voice?
can mere words match the depth of your eyes?
can mere words soar with your thoughts?
can mere words melt like your smile?
i ask you.
do you too
feel the same sensation
the calm warmth
the flooding goodness
that i feel
whenever i think of you?
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