Alongside the morning’s silent fields
Driving my convertible, roofless to say
Sitting by my childhood crush
Felling the gush, within
The windmills passing by loud
Tulips swaying proud
We pass, silent
Admiring just each other’s presence
She smiles like she knows,
Of the unspoken crush
I hope, she knows
(Reminisced the benches
Where far away she sat
Waiting for the glimpse of her face
My school days passed.)
Probably, in sidewalk we met
May be I offered her the drive,
Seeing each other after a very long time.
In the Dutch town,
When the time was to say ‘take care’
When the time was to give my number and say ‘call me sometime’
I wake the wake that I never wanted to wake
I wake the wake that I never wanted to wake
Now I know
Why dreams are so delusional
Why dreams do not have ‘The End’
To write our own ‘The End’
They wake you the wake that you never wanted to wake.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Two Songs
- A Death-Day Recalled by Thomas Hardy
- The Cat in the Kitchen by Robert Bly
- The River Of Pearls At Fez Translation
- The Rose And The Bee by Sara Teasdale
- New York’s Last Gleanings by Matthew Abuelo
- Федор Сваровский – Путешественники во времени. свидетель зиндийского удара
- The rainy Pleiads wester poem – A. E. Housman
- Владимир Костров – Не банкира, не детей Арбата
- Sonnet 01
- Владимир Маяковский – Электричество – вид энергии
- The house where I was born (10) by Yves Bonnefoy
- Scots Prologue for Mr. Sutherland by Robert Burns
- Astrophel and Stella: XV by Sir Philip Sidney
- Федор Сологуб – Веет ветер мне навстречу
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
