Don't Worry..
No, I am not sad, darling,
When I am alone.
When I am alone,
I am all me.
I can stare at stars
And suck on a sugar cube,
Without counting
Numbers or calories.
I can weep freely
Watching ‘Roman Holiday’
Again and again.
And not worry about
The volume on the TV.
I can simply sit
And be a Nobody.
Hugging an empty cup
Of Chikmaglur coffee,
Staring at the sea.
I can also pretend
I’m Rapunzel again.
And fairy-tale endings,
Are but a page away.
So save the thought, darling.
And help me figure out
How I can happily share
This aloneness with you.
When I am alone.
When I am alone,
I am all me.
I can stare at stars
And suck on a sugar cube,
Without counting
Numbers or calories.
I can weep freely
Watching ‘Roman Holiday’
Again and again.
And not worry about
The volume on the TV.
I can simply sit
And be a Nobody.
Hugging an empty cup
Of Chikmaglur coffee,
Staring at the sea.
I can also pretend
I’m Rapunzel again.
And fairy-tale endings,
Are but a page away.
So save the thought, darling.
And help me figure out
How I can happily share
This aloneness with you.
Labels: poetry
Selected by manisha lakhe |
10:11 |
5 Comments:
Some say, Its this pain that makes one love harder
Some say, Its this loneliness that makes love sharper
Some say, Love has turned hearts to stone.
Some say, Love has cut and bruised even the soul.
Love, some still say, is the most beautiful feeling.
Love, some still say, is not for the better amoung us.
Love, some still say, is not a feeling I had.
I say, Love never fails.
I say, Trust in yourself, Trust in love
I say, Love will love you forever with love.
I say, Hear about love from the one who hasnt loved!
that is lovely... very melancholic..
Been there. Feel exactly that. No, I'm not alone too and I think the darlings are beginning to understand. There's a simple melody in the construct as well. Thank you.
Lotus-Eaters tugged painfully at the heart's strings - and then this, packed a vindictive whollop! I loved it - everything, from "I am all me" to Roman Holiday, "Chikmaglur coffee/staring at the sea "(brought up images of that balcony in Gold Mist)to the "Fairy-tale endings"...
Oh..if I had half the talent!
Hey, I watched Roman Holiday again, recently - and cried again...sigh.. Nice work!
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