He sent me a dozen long stem red roses
He sent me a dozen
long stem red roses,
with a note saying:
Darling, I love you.
As I placed them in the yellow
vase he brought me from Shangai,
I caressed them moving my fingers
On stems. I let my cheeks
rest on roses, closed my eyes
and said: yes, darling, I love you too.
He took me to dinner that evening
and ordered champagne with biryani.
Suddenly while sipping champagne,
He proposed to my surprise.
I hadn’t known him for long,
I wanted more time.
The ring in his pocket pained.
He went silent most of the time.
He brought me home, bade
good night, and as he walked away
I panicked. Running after him
I wanted to say I loved him.
He said: “it’s getting cold,
you know, step fast inside.”
Note: After reading a poem of Anna Akhmatova.
long stem red roses,
with a note saying:
Darling, I love you.
As I placed them in the yellow
vase he brought me from Shangai,
I caressed them moving my fingers
On stems. I let my cheeks
rest on roses, closed my eyes
and said: yes, darling, I love you too.
He took me to dinner that evening
and ordered champagne with biryani.
Suddenly while sipping champagne,
He proposed to my surprise.
I hadn’t known him for long,
I wanted more time.
The ring in his pocket pained.
He went silent most of the time.
He brought me home, bade
good night, and as he walked away
I panicked. Running after him
I wanted to say I loved him.
He said: “it’s getting cold,
you know, step fast inside.”
Note: After reading a poem of Anna Akhmatova.
posted by Ravi Kopra at 11:20 AM
1 Comments:
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Will also like,if you post a link to my blog on yours.
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