Standing on Karachi railway station
In smartly pressed drill uniform
And polished shoes
I just happened to see
the most beautiful girl in the world.
Her oval face framed by a cloud of dark hair.
With just enough old gold in necklace and earings
To enhance, without overpowering.
As our eyes locked
She discreetly drew a fold of lime green headscarf
Across her lower face
Which did nothing to obscure her beauty.
Her train drew away
Out of my life
But never out of my memory.
A contest entry
- Take Me There Part III: India (Any Time Period) 900 Points! by Everwind Rising.
900 points, ended August 9, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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the swift emotional beauty of this fine-lined poem reaches out to other people, i think, in very special ways. it is stimulating and lovely, this choice poem makes me very glad to have found it today.
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My knowledge of middle eastern history is scant to say the least. I knew Brits had ruled India prior to the division in 1949 of the national split into India and Pakistan. My own daughter-in-law was born and raised somewhat,in Karachi after the fact. Great poem of historic intringent value here. And story that could of been of events/memories of a young military man.


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An etched moment, and it has such poignancy, too, because there are always 'might have beens.' ~K


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I love the "captured moment" feel of this. I was very caught up in the story as it unfolded. I really like the way your descriptions played in so vividly in my mind as I read this.
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It's amazing how those moments can stick with you. This wouls make a great movie plot, of a soldier in love with an Indina girl in the 1800's, only to find that they are forbidden to be together. But, in the end, they find a way. But perhaps it doesn't work out how they think. Hmm, anyway, beautifully written and good luck in the contest!

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A very convincing poem, dear Sir!
Your poems about your earlier life and especially your days in the military always intrigue me.
I am grateful to you for posting them because I enjoy hearing about your adventures.
This poem is so lovely, truly... may I please post it on Poetry Planet (the poetry blog I run for a newspaper in California) so hundreds of poetry fans might enjoy it, too?


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