Monday, September 7, 2009

My Sweet November...




The sinful days,

you and I!

The chaffer evenings,

the winter's sigh!!

The filter coffee,

the long drives in the nights!

The mist on the road,

the fog in the eyes!!

Sitting by the fire,

the melting hearts!

The numb lips,

the eyes full of words!!

The blanket,

and the fighting toes!

Your purple guitar,

and the musical flaws!!

My dear November,

and you resting

on my shoulder!

Yet the time goes,

I remember!

The little dreams,

and my sweet November!!

From the laughs,

to the blues!

Your hair clip,

and our pair of shoes!!!

~Shashank~




10 comments:

Shas said...

There have been many times when i have visited your blog but left without commenting. I was always at a loss of words each time i read your post.
You write so beautifully that whatever words of praise or appreciation i may put down here may seem monotonous and inadequate.
So, i guess i will always remain a silent reader or admirer of your creations.

Shashank Shekhar said...

Thanks for your wonderful comments Shas! Great to have reader's appreciation. Thanks much! :)

Shruti said...

Hey shashank!
Again an awesome piece!
I read this 3 times,but lost all my words for commenting!!
THIS IS FANTABULOUS!

chandreyee said...

yet another wonderful piece..keep it up...:)

Shashank Shekhar said...

Thanks Ladies for your wonderful comments!! :)

Shas said...

Hi! Shashank,
Do check out my latest post. There's something waiting for you.

Shas said...

Hi! Shashank,
Do check out my latest post. There's something waiting for you.

Shruti said...

hey shashank why no updates on ur side?

Saibal Barman said...

I smelt its sweet fragrance in the nursery of the girl who didn't dance that night...and it carried me along the flowing end of Toga that southern breeze worn to a wide vale...comforted in cradle of nature...leisurely bedecked with colourful beds of flowering emotions...
Alone and amazed, I touched each, drew colours from it to paint my wings with, smelt again to freshen up my smoky soul, and whispered, "I love you"....
Moments of being in mirth of togetherness are special; but in weaving a passionate string of memories with every droplets of emotions, you have crowned it with uniqueness...

Regards,

Shashank Shekhar said...

I would just say " How did you know what I was thinking!!"

Thanks a lot Saibal!! :)