I'm sorry.
I suck at commenting. Or catching up.
I'm good at staying alive though.
This one is olde, but it is what I feel right now.



Musing

Kneeling in the silence I wait
for the kiss of your presence,
a Christmas gift still in the mail.

How long must the snow fall
before you come to me?
How long must the guns fire
before my love is seen?

How many kisses must be missed
before one is snagged?
How many times must I wish a wish
for it to get fulfilled?


You ask me to believe -
and so I do. But I ask you
to come here, hold me close,
tell me its okay to let go -
and all that is tangible
of you is your silence.




Poetry by Arti
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Written on 2008-10-01 at 04:09

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Kathy Lockhart
you are a very elegant poet whose works are rare but worth waiting for. It is good for you (and us) that you can express yourself in such a way. Your work must be grueling at times but your muse has not left you my dear Arti. She grows stronger as your artistry grows richer. : ) kathy
2008-10-01


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Arti, don't ever worry about commenting, I know as a med student you are worked off your feet, the fact that every now and again you come here and post such beautiful poetry for us to read, is more than fulfilling, it is a pleasure to read your work

Elle x
2008-10-01