Sojourn - Lake

It is a compilation of several poems, rain, et al. Sometimes we are jubilant to find lost love, while sometimes we could not keep it for fear of missing it once again. �Sojourn� demonstrates the different phases of love one has encountered in life.

Lake

 

It was like any other evening,

People flocked handcuffed with other hands

With rejuvenating smiles, pretensions, agonies, and businesses

Merely all gathered to watch short films

Police tricked the lovers

To fetch something

And an endless fun to watch them running

With those security running after

We froze suddenly under the silhouette legibility

In such evening fires, we embraced, kissed, searched the fun

Like disciplined lovers

We never endeavored this before

Only, in a while of passion

We mastered

 

That was by the lake, a prohibited place

To sit, talk, dance, play, run, love, and see

 

We were there

We were the lake trotters!

 

“Let’s go

It’s already nine

Your parents are waiting for dinner”

Reviews

[Chaos]

I find this poem plays games with my memories of youth; well, rather teenage years. I remember love and kisses and fun we had as teenagers "hanging out" by the lake. I love the way this poem reminds me of the innocence of adolescence. Do you remember running from the 'cops' or at least hearing your friends telling you stories about it? lol...I do and they are often looked upon fondly from me.

Nice write

[T]

Wonderfully written with great imagery, Raja :) I enjoyed it very much ... hugs

[Gandré]

this is wonderfully painted, you catched the atmosphere of the lake, it stillness and here a subtle beauty. I thought, I felt like being the part of this moment.. terrific poem.

[Spat Queen]

I like this it takes back to the day. Really well written.