I Shall Wait...

I Shall Wait..

On all the new mornings,and every singking evening,I wear a small crescent,in the finest of my accent...

Those memories come up storming,that tender touch so warming,That lovely soothing weather,Feeling as light as a feather,With hands across each other,And nothing else to bother...

With a feeliing as to fly,in the open blue sky,That lonely bank of the river,and a mild wintery shiver,

With silence all around us,and the huge EucalyptusThe water flowing fasterwith our murmur and our laughter,Those cascading whispers,Calm nature being a listener..

The sky appeared timid,and the rivir far too vivid,That firm hug under the vine,Sent chills down my spine.

A flicker on the nose and a peck on cheeks,and then apart for several weeks,I miss, so much the warm affection,Soul to soul- a pious connection,The care in your eyes and a tickle on chinand those caresses par satin...

It's lonely sans you, Oh my dear!Being far away, I feel you nearI feel your sound right within,Like droplets sound on the terrace tin.

When the world goes dark you be light,To cross over the fiercest night,I shall keep waiting like the stars in space...Till the darkness vanishes to send new phase.

I long for you, I long for you,For morning sun, just like nights passed do,I shall find a new way to my fate,I shall wait and wait and wait and wait...

Shilpa Malaiya is a computer science engineer and currently pursuing her masters in Human Resources. She writes poetry and articles on a wide range of topics- Malaiya.shilpa@gmail.com