I watched as the river flowed quietly
Amidst the buzzing market noise
Waiting…
Time passed gently!
Some cookies were laid in the table
Covered in white silvery dishes,
A sleek glass of lemon juice and a
bottle of wine –
That was complementary, the waiter
gently nodded
While I smiled with the folded slip in
my hand…!
The long stretch of tent-size houses
that stood
Between the river and the city, did not
change since time –
Only the colours of the white spreads
those covered the beds got
Faded, and were replaced.
The sun, cloaked in golden mask rose
Slowly from its hidden veil dusting the
darkness aside;
Tracing and glimmering with sparkling
delight!
The clouds smiled and hid its face,
As trees offer shade to the migratory
birds…
The curtains remain creased…
A golden mirage appears behind the door
As the bell rang - in little gaps –
lull…
Time waited and held back the steps!
Watching the slow moves – the feet
hidden
Behind the donned decorated robe – as
she slipped
Into it to full grandeur – a concealed
smile and a dexterous poise!
I watched as she rested her delicate
hands on the shelf
And set to place her position – the
calmness on her face
Reflecting her composure… reposing the
tranquility within…
The water flowed faster as the market
bustled…
Her gentleness – and the stillness of
the buzzing solitude
Mellowed with her warmth…; A glass of
wine splashed
Breaking the serenity… another filled
and wasted –
Emptied and shared – a gentle touch… a quiet
kiss!
Rajdeep Pathak
July
9, 2014
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