The star studded sky
enviously looks at us
when we scintillate our presence
during the moonlit night time
one night you were not there with me
and had a trip to your mother land
to see your parents
and I was alone with the grandeur of our bed room
The stars smiled at me
and the sky laughed loudly
and clouds started mourning
by raining incessantly
Are they really sympathizing my loneliness
or celebrating my haplessness in tears of joy?
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a night without you...
A contest entry
- a night without you.... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended September 13, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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One of those times when the whole world seems to be mourning. I like that imagery, especially like "the grandeur of our bedroom." It's an expression of your empty feeling.
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You took me to the scenario of this universal sphere through your wonderful immagery....I love it..well done..and my thanks for sharing it..and entering my contest....
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