Thursday, April 2, 2009

Here I am

I am a dumb onlooker
Or reader, should I say?
Sweet, serene words smiled at me
Sad, thoughtful words reflected pain
They laughed at me, for I was mute
Not a single word came for my rescue.

Pondering over the words
I realized they will not come to me
They are too proud
So I went after them
I smiled, begged, cajoled
And they came to me.
So here I am…

2 comments:

Winnie the poohi April 3, 2009 at 2:59 AM  

this is kewt!! post more of the poems!

Bindhu Unny April 5, 2009 at 9:30 PM  

Thanks, Winnie. :-)

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