Moments in Time

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Frivolity of an Ecstasic Man and a Thinking Woman

"In sooth I know not why I am so sad..."
...
And there, over the wanton wisps of her hair,
Through the white sinewy threads of string,
She wreaths a poem with her mystic air,
A pensive gaze, a Monalisa smile,
And she waits for her Romeo, forever
...
As the salty breeze makes love to her hair.
...


Juliet...I wait by the sands of time...
The shores beckon me...to dive, and give it all up...
Yet I wait...for your cold gaze, to cut through my foolish desires
To punish, the audacity of my wanton thoughts.

6 comments:

Lara Baggins said...

:)

unchained cacaphony said...

hmmmmmmmmmmmm

Sthito said...

@lara:And Juliet never looked back...or threw him a "line"...
@unchained:hmm back???

Shubhajit said...

Nice!

Is that a sign that the poet is still alive & kicking? Is that just a coincidence/lucky break? Is that a well disguised con job? Or is that written?

Sthito said...

@Shubho:1.Donno. 2.Donno.3.Donno.4.Donno. I hope that satisfies all your queries. Pls. feel free to revert in case of further issues.

Shubhajit said...

You've got three lifelines... ;)