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Khairul Ahsan


Just A Hello


I was all ears!
To hear a call from you,
To hear your soft whispers,
To hear your sighs you let go.
To listen to the sweet melody
That used to ring in my ears
Whenever you spoke to me.

Days came and days passed.
Nights came, nights passed.
I heard the breeze gently blow
And the dew droplets caress
The sleeping blades of the grass.
The mournful leaves say good bye
Fall on one another and gently lie.

But yet I didn't hear your call,
Nor did I hear your whisper.
Or the quiet sighs that merged
Gently with the passing breeze.
Even with the noisiest cacophony
And the rowdy crowd all around,
My ears lie in wait for just a hello!

Submitted: Saturday, November 02, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 03, 2014

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Dhaka
02 November 2013
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  • Veteran Poet - 2,750 Points Hazel Durham (11/14/2013 9:06:00 AM)

    Your words caress with such tenderness and love oozing from the page, with such delicacy and softness like fluffy white clouds overflowing with your tears for the longing of hearing from your beloved!
    Stunning write! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 913 Points Susan Lacovara (11/14/2013 8:09:00 AM)

    Just a hello....can fill the heart with the concerto of the loveliest music....played over and over, filling the balcony of our soul, with the acoustics of long awaited love....hello....hello....hello....so beautiful, when spoken from the lips we long for. PEACE (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 2,239 Points Patricia Grantham (11/7/2013 9:08:00 AM)

    This is actually very nice indeed Khairul. I have also found myself waiting
    for a phone call from far away or even from a loved one nearby. It is funny
    that the simple things in live can mean so much. Even a phone call with
    just a hello how are you? can boost the spirits. Very enlightening. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,909 Points Khairul Ahsan (11/6/2013 8:30:00 PM)

    @ Cassandra Jasmine,
    Thanks for reading my poem, offering the nice words and giving it a generous 10/10.
    The ideas come naturally. Read my 'Biography Of A Poem'. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 136 Points Rekha Mandagere (11/3/2013 10:25:00 PM)

    Heart only knows how important A hello is! We all wait for someone in our lives. But you gave meaning to it: -) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ethan Ying (11/3/2013 1:47:00 PM)

    This poem is nice... Who are you writing about? I'm just curious...
    Not one of my favorite poems... but oh well. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 27 Points Cassandra Jasmine (11/3/2013 12:42:00 PM)

    Great poem, Mr. Ahsan! How do you come up with so many ideas for poems, yet inspiration is sometimes hard-found in me? Anyways, it captures a grerat, serene feeling. A 10 from me! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,909 Points Khairul Ahsan (11/3/2013 9:25:00 AM)

    @Linda Marie Van Tassell,
    Thanks for your comment. I am amazed by your deep thoughts about the essence of the poem.
    'Sometimes, anticipation creates the longest mile.'
    This is a priceless observation, a quotable quote.
    Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 20 Points Linda Marie Van Tassell (11/3/2013 8:12:00 AM)

    You have captured well those life-stopping moments when we linger on the cusp of living and not living, of holding our breaths waiting for the one we love to call, waiting for that person's voice to bring us back to life again. Sometimes, anticipation creates the longest mile. (Report) Reply

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