Spring Came Stealing in...
This year the spring came quietly,
stealing in...
I was so engrossed in my thoughts,
So lost in day dreaming,
worldly chaos,
I did not notice till the playful east wind,
Caressed my cheeks,
with its tenders touch,
The faint fragrance of jasmine came wafting in
With the gentle blowing of the breeze;
Till the leaves began sprouting
on oleander boughs;
Till the crescent moon cast its spell
enchanting the craving sea, fascinated
the tide rose, high to reach it...
Till that strange longing filled my heart,
With the sweet sorrow of parting-
You had said, when the west wind whistled:
'We shall meet in the spring...'
The ache in my heart tells me:
'It must be spring!'
Your voice in my ear whispers:
'It is spring!'
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India
Copyright©: Zoya Zaidi
30.03.2009
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2009-03-31 at 20:11
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