Do you hear those faint footsteps
Of distant and of light feet? No?
Listen carefully..Now, do you hear?
They touch my ears, softly at first
Then come closer and still closer
Until their sounds reverberate
Like beating drums and blowing trumpets;
When all of a sudden, on the doors of my heart
A gentle knock I hear.
Suspicious mind of mine restricts my freedom
To act fast - Smell of danger?.
Precious moments lost in doubt
"Who is it?" I call out hesitantly
Silence whispers back;
Desperately I looked around
No man nor angel I ever found
A queer sense of loss
I wait with eyes shut fast and abated breath
In expectation of those footsteps and the mysterious rap
Realization dawns of an opportunity lost.
My disturbed mind pleaded in vain
Knock!,O stranger, knock; Knock once more;
Give me another chance,just one more
To answer you faster and doubt no more
To welcome the hope that you bring
Into the depths of my heart
O stranger, I pray you come once more
Thaw the ice betwixt me and my life.
Hmmm.. Interesting, kept me hooked till the end. But, my eyes rested on this line for long: 'Precious moments lost in doubt' Nicely written. The desperateness in the end gives a nice feel to the write up. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks once again manshaa...looking forward to interacting with u further..:)
ReplyDeleteHmmm.. keep writing, and u will see me often.
ReplyDeleteWill be nice to have you on my blog too :-)