Thursday, June 22, 2006

Rain!


a sensation creeps up from behind me,
it is soft and sensual,
it nibbles my ear.

it whispers bottles of life into me,
while i stand stone cold sober,
looking out to the grey skies pouring rain.

this parched land quenches itself,
when will i slake my thirst?
instead i turn around to look at you.

4 comments:

abhay k said...

Hi Sanjukta,
a beautiful poem ! Tough all lines are good I like the first para the most.."a sensation creeps up from behind me,
it is soft and sensual,
it nibbles my ear"

Best wishes!

satya said...

pondy poem likho...chi....

why did i just notice it is you in the picture?

nice picture......

xanjukta said...

duh!!! didn't get the vernacular... i don't know why you didn't figure out that it is me in the pic before...
and thanks...

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