"The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection,and not fountain,to show them that we love them,not when we feel like it,but when they do"

Friday, September 02, 2011

Under the red umbrella

It's written by me as a part of Mag80 (Magpie Tales) and Thursday poets rally 51!

From morning till night i had the thought of you in my mind.
I left the doors of my feelings open to let reach you.
Staring outside the window from my workplace i saw,
the air was moist as the rain splashed about in happiness.
I waited for the evening and ringed the bell of your door,
had a surprise in my hands, 
which not before you to anyone could be told.
The red umbrella under which i longed your company too,
was left melancholic as the door was not opened. 
I peeked through the windows and thought to sneak in to,
But you were not interested and i was afraid of the truth.
I left my bicycle so you would know,
that i waited whole night just if you would go.
Go with me to where i had surprises for you,
and open the bag that had a secret to be told.
The night passed and the damp soil said to me,
"walk along now and try once again this evening!"
I left that place again to come back,
to have you right beside me here. 
Here under my red umbrella all glad.


the other side of me said...

hey its nice .. im wordless here..i like the way you wrote it

Go with me to where i had surprises for you,
and open the bag that had a secret to be told..niceeeeeeeeeeee

vaisakhi said...

very sweet write...ah how i wish he didnt have to wait anothr day...wise soil to ask him to come back...:)

Saru Singhal said...

Ah, you weaved it so emotionally. The expression is lovely...

SUB said...

A Ha! nice one :)

Tess Kincaid said...

Atmospheric and so sad...

Theresa Milstein said...

I'm glad it worked out in the end.

Anonymous said...

I like this. Filled with the hopefulness and hopelessness of love and our yearning for it. Well done. Nice write!

My entry: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/07/cannonball-3/

Ann LeFlore said...

I am so glad that you came back again and could meet and stand out in the rain wonderful piece

The Noiseless cuckooclock said...

stunning expressions.
love it.

Anonymous said...

nice one alcina.. my entry.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2011/01/30/lines/

Jacqui Binford-Bell said...

Missed this poem at Magpie Tales. Glad I caught it here at the rally.

Nicely penned.

Anonymous said...

Lovely story! I like the opening lines, they caught my attention immediately.

ShonEjai said...

I love going on the journey of your words. Beautiful poem. You words bring out the story of the photo quite well.

nefariousx said...

Very sincere poem.
It was lyrical in description,
the imagery was strong.

I liked it. Good Job.

RoHiT Iyer said...

Good one! A few spaces between lines would have made it easier to read, I feel :)

Awesome stream of thoughts:D.. Keep 'em coming!!