Take Your Place! Poem by Seema joglekar

Blame me not for too calm a face, in midst of a storm,
Baring not the turmoils within, wearing their disguises thin,
On tunes when the heart danced on the cadence of those times
With you at their helm, carrying me along, lighting- a tremor
Of your lips, before a streak of your laughter, the wind their song
Me, the free bird stranded in their shadows, seeking the solace
Of your cage, fluttering like sheaves of corn in sun's embrace,
My flag of surrender, thus wooed; how can I not let you win,
Above the din, drive away my sleep, ransack my dreams
Rob me of my world, take me captive, sweep me away,
To your shores that rock me like a cradle, on rocks so grey
My heart lit like lamps as they blow out again and again,
Let us see who shall tire and bare their naked shame
Even if you turn away your face, I shall wait on these ways
For the storm to blow, till time has come for you to take your place.

Seema.joglekar
4th August-2012