Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I still stand there


I still stand there where you left me;
Holding the burnt ashes, those now lie in tiny fragments in the middle of my fingers

I still stand there with bare feet, under the sheet of dry autumn leaves
The sound of the crunching leaves, still fresh in my ears
The moment of your departure is marked by the silence in the air and I stand dead…still!

The rain drizzles from the light clouds and I take refuge for my tears
The weeping of the heart is still the same,
That of the eyes has somewhat dimmed.

Youth went in the pleasure of your faithfulness and the days to come will go by in the sweet memories
Then what is it that I search in this floral tapestry?

The wind touches my feet and the leaves crawl down beneath,
The sighs of the wind are in harmony to the sighs I have within
It is a magic or nature
A miracle or my belief
That you have long gone but I find you standing there...STILL!!

8 comments:

  1. Well written... you have described the state of the person who is waiting in a great poetic manner. i love the second last stanza... Great piece of work... Kudos MQ!

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  2. you write very well amna - the visual in words is remarkable

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  3. one word...lovely! it seems2describe ur past...or may be some love that u may have lost in past and memories still haunt u...it is always better2look ahead instead of looking back&walking ahead or else one may stumble down.. great piece of ur written art :)

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  4. I sooo enjoy reading your poetry ams, it so easy to put a visual of your poems in my head as i read them. It gives me such cool feeling when i do, but especially from this one:-) great job ! Hope 2 hear more.

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  5. wow gr8 poem its really touch my heart :)gr8 job swtheart:)

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  6. wo0o gr8 its fantastic vry wel don3 ...gud job ..keep t up...:)

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  7. Crunching leaves, rain drizzle….. its too romantic.. awesome yar..

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  8. Oh, Amna, your first stanza makes me croon. It says so much with it's imagery. Such a forlorn emotion it pulls from me. This one is my favorite of yours so far.--Shawnta Williams

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Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I still stand there


I still stand there where you left me;
Holding the burnt ashes, those now lie in tiny fragments in the middle of my fingers

I still stand there with bare feet, under the sheet of dry autumn leaves
The sound of the crunching leaves, still fresh in my ears
The moment of your departure is marked by the silence in the air and I stand dead…still!

The rain drizzles from the light clouds and I take refuge for my tears
The weeping of the heart is still the same,
That of the eyes has somewhat dimmed.

Youth went in the pleasure of your faithfulness and the days to come will go by in the sweet memories
Then what is it that I search in this floral tapestry?

The wind touches my feet and the leaves crawl down beneath,
The sighs of the wind are in harmony to the sighs I have within
It is a magic or nature
A miracle or my belief
That you have long gone but I find you standing there...STILL!!

8 comments:

  1. Well written... you have described the state of the person who is waiting in a great poetic manner. i love the second last stanza... Great piece of work... Kudos MQ!

    ReplyDelete
  2. you write very well amna - the visual in words is remarkable

    ReplyDelete
  3. one word...lovely! it seems2describe ur past...or may be some love that u may have lost in past and memories still haunt u...it is always better2look ahead instead of looking back&walking ahead or else one may stumble down.. great piece of ur written art :)

    ReplyDelete
  4. I sooo enjoy reading your poetry ams, it so easy to put a visual of your poems in my head as i read them. It gives me such cool feeling when i do, but especially from this one:-) great job ! Hope 2 hear more.

    ReplyDelete
  5. wow gr8 poem its really touch my heart :)gr8 job swtheart:)

    ReplyDelete
  6. wo0o gr8 its fantastic vry wel don3 ...gud job ..keep t up...:)

    ReplyDelete
  7. Crunching leaves, rain drizzle….. its too romantic.. awesome yar..

    ReplyDelete
  8. Oh, Amna, your first stanza makes me croon. It says so much with it's imagery. Such a forlorn emotion it pulls from me. This one is my favorite of yours so far.--Shawnta Williams

    ReplyDelete

Thanks a bunch to all the readers and comment writers!!

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