To Catch The Glimpse Of The Prince Poem by Sphoorthi Padmini Rangarajan

To Catch The Glimpse Of The Prince



Twilight set in the horizon,
Filled with happiness for a reason,
Dressed in ethnic Elizabethan,
Looked through the opening of the window,
Far stretched sight crossing meadows,
For all that I longed for
To catch the glimpse of the Prince
About whom I dream day-in and out.

Gentle breeze passing by gently,
Filling the air fragrance of budding mango shoots,
Joy news of orange spread in the West,
Mustard flowers get the marigold look,
Birds returning back to their nest,
Blazing sun going down to rest,
To catch the glimpse of the Prince
About whom I dream day-in and out

Women fetching water at the well,
Rumbling sound of glass bangles,
Dancing sound of wind chimes,
Rhythmic sound of temple bells,
Pounding sound of turmeric,
Cracking sound of nutcrackers,
Buzzing sound of bees
Held my breathe high,
To catch the glimpse of the Prince
About whom I dream day-in and out

Threshold decorated with mango leaves,
Gardens filled with marigold fields,
Earthen lamps lit by eves,
To welcome the dusk with amusement feast,
All dance to the thundering sound of drum beats,
Children jump high hearing the paddling sound of horse riders,
Crossing my fingers and shedding tears of joy,
To catch the glimpse of the Prince
About whom I dream day-in and out.

Blissful evening turns into the stormy night,
Hounding sound of wolves pricking fright,
Surrounded by the fortress of clouds,
Full moon up in the sky,
Appear like a shroud with a corpse,
Calling for the crowd,
To witness the harshness of my love,
Sent as a reward,
By the envious with whom he fought,
Courageous, brave and vigilant,
Stabbed mercilessly in the back
Cruel, unkind and coward-as they were,
Tears that flow down the cheeks,
Without my eyes noticing it,
My love, my life buried along
With the dreams I carried lifelong…..
To catch the glimpse of the Prince
About whom I dream day-in and out

Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
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This was the feel of the dream I followed for long and waited for the Prince to come......
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