Missing

Missing

A Poem by abhas
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why does it happen... that both of us meet... when we dont have any time left for each other...

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I took a seat by your side,

Reflecting there’s nothing more to hide,

And the silence chained our eyes,

Our chances seemed dimmer than the moonlight,

 

And I missed it again...

 

A traveller of a taste so bland,

The naked strawberries enchant,

For the photograph that never was taken,

The hourglass feels for the sand,

 

Too many unnecessary coincidences,

That left me searching for senses,

The song that I never listened to,

Submerged in useless pretences,

 

Nothing of me that I had known,

Seemed to be so damage prone,

It had to happen when there is no choice,

They pass by ... saying you’ve grown,

 

And our last kiss,

Seemed to reawaken and embark,

The feeling of missing the missed moments,

All I do is smile and stare,

Wandering about the fact that

I missed all of them at a perfect time...

© 2011 abhas


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Beautiful poetry...cathartic yet dreamy...sad yet upbeat...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

o wow...melancholic but you dismissed sadness with just a smile...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A amazing poem of love missed and remembered. The gentle memories made the poem come alive. Each line adding to the excellent ending. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well done ;)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful Abhas, this one is straight from the heart... Well done

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kolkata, India



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