A cold winter morning

I could not have known
Winter would find me longing
For the sight of you again

Fragments of me you owned
Laden with warmth of my affection

Needed by me they are now
In this distraught desolation

To ask for them, I dare not
For seeing you will be hard
But reclaiming remnants of what was, me
Harder still







12 comments:

  1. Wow!! Reclaiming remnants of what was me.. But harder to see you..
    Nice lines..

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  2. good use of the word warmth in winter :)

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  3. Romance wrapped in words....another poetess in making...nice work Medha..:)

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  4. Wow! Medha!

    This one reminded me of an old Hindi song - "Mera kuch saman, tumhare paas pada hai; saawan ke kuch bhige bhige din rakke hain...."

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  5. very nicely written lines
    your most welcome to my blog
    http://iwillrocknow.blogspot.in/

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