I am awaiting since long, please do come and speak to me.
I mean not to intrude,
still I have been sitting here,
waiting for someone, anyone, to notice me.
We can share stories of hope,
we can even share laughter of love.
I have been waiting so long for this,
for you to come to me.
Now that you are here I have so much to,
tell you that I don't know where to start.
Speak to me my dear loved one,
my dear friend and companion.
Tell me of your day and I will tell you of mine,
we are not strangers to each other,
we both know what is on our minds.
I know you will leave me,
and I will have to wait again,
but do me just one more favor please.
I know it's a bit much but,
I am awaiting since long, please do come and speak to me again.
I mean not to intrude,
still I have been sitting here,
waiting for someone, anyone, to notice me.
We can share stories of hope,
we can even share laughter of love.
I have been waiting so long for this,
for you to come to me.
Now that you are here I have so much to,
tell you that I don't know where to start.
Speak to me my dear loved one,
my dear friend and companion.
Tell me of your day and I will tell you of mine,
we are not strangers to each other,
we both know what is on our minds.
I know you will leave me,
and I will have to wait again,
but do me just one more favor please.
I know it's a bit much but,
I am awaiting since long, please do come and speak to me again.
Author notes
erm i don't know what to say about this really. i guess you can think of it in away that i am talking to a friend or a lover and that person has left me on a long trip and i just want to speak to them again while they are back. . .I guess.
A contest entry
- and... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended August 11, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
tell me what you think please.
Comments
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This poem has an earnestness about it that I like. It's blatantly emotional.


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i now remember where this came from. . .a long time ago my sister would visit me for a week and then i would not see her again for two years. that is where i got this from. . now i never see her. ever since she died.
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You have written it with the pen of your soul..touching piece indeed...Well done my friend..I love it..
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thank you for your kind words.
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