** A Twilight Song *** - Poem by ANJALI SINHA

A song of the evening
Wow! ! ! ! ! I behold the scene
In that city of love
In XTS I devour
All the verses
poured out
on scraps of petals
never say thou
at sunset the gathering
with goblet in hand
waiting at taverns
like a pilgrim forlorn
with tearful eyes
that I have forgotten
thy love filled eyes.

Under that banyan tree-
yes under that banyan tree
the skies so clear
a promise we made
holding hands
thus love we proclaimed
the world did see
Recession or no recession
In verses we poured
The angels sang with us
The seraphs retired on high
The stars broke out
In ethereal blues
And myriad hues

How can’st one say
First make the sun
in private shine
And bid the moon
to wane in crescents divine
So that he may
his beams confine
In answer to thine sublime
That after
the floodlight of morn azure
And fullfilment of desires
We face not each other.

Know ye once again
And see my face
Need not be illusions
Make them real
Whirl up thy head
And screw up thy heart
And make this
Forever to last.



Comments about ** A Twilight Song *** by ANJALI SINHA

  • Shahzia Batool (4/8/2013 12:42:00 AM)

    This universality of your creativity is forever to last... (Report) Reply

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  • (6/28/2012 10:01:00 PM)

    This poem forever to last will for sure as will all your poems and sweet songs a bubbling ++++10...regards (Report) Reply

  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (2/20/2011 11:11:00 PM)

    A sweet song bursting with beauty! Well done my friend! 10/10 (Report) Reply

  • Dr.tony Brahmin (6/28/2010 7:48:00 AM)

    A very pleasant reading. it provides. your fine feelings and promises and songs.
    lovely creation from your poetic mind. thank you very much..
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  • (6/27/2010 1:28:00 PM)

    Beautifully written love poem in which you pulled me into the poem and I became part of it. That is what a good poetess does. Very good. Lynn (Report) Reply

  • Saugata Majumder (4/28/2010 1:05:00 PM)

    Very easy going and smooth reading. Good word selection. Nice work. (Report) Reply

  • (9/18/2009 2:06:00 PM)

    A lovely read, beautifully worded and with rich imagery. (Report) Reply

  • (7/21/2009 6:55:00 AM) is a beautiful poem of a longing tender heart.very good write. (Report) Reply

  • Saadat Tahir (7/3/2009 1:23:00 PM)

    nostalgia served on an ample banyan the ceremonies of olden subcontinent and days long gone past

    very sweet and tender...awesome infact
    cheers an ten
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  • (6/17/2009 3:13:00 AM)

    this has been a beautiful creation... so much of yes and no... so much of back and forth... it shows the confusion yet the purity... grt work (Report) Reply

  • (6/16/2009 7:55:00 AM)

    Anju, while reading the poem, I can recollect those bygone days which took wing a long ago.Your poem remembers me those incidents, those dear faces which are only in my memory. (Report) Reply

  • (6/7/2009 10:53:00 AM)

    It was quite a treat to read your poem.. while reading it actually I got an urge to get myself transformed in werewolf for producing an ecstatic howl!

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  • (6/5/2009 11:52:00 PM)

    Hummm again the story teller in you peeps thru...Liked it...10+...Brishti Mazumdar (Report) Reply

  • (5/17/2009 10:18:00 AM)

    wow that was a great poem i agree with shan 10++ :) (Report) Reply

  • (5/17/2009 5:43:00 AM)

    'Know ye once again
    And see my face
    Need not be illusions
    Make them real
    Whirl up thy head
    And screw up thy heart
    And make this
    Forever to last.'

    Realy beautiful..sooooo refreshing shan10++
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  • (5/16/2009 9:18:00 PM)

    I must say that I really like your poem (Report) Reply

  • (5/3/2009 7:56:00 AM)

    This is great and i love the way you use the words of the old century its awesome (Report) Reply

  • (4/17/2009 7:50:00 AM)

    The music of the evening and the night wonderfully penned, Anjali. Surely imprinted in my mind forever :) Thanks for sharing!
    Best wishes.
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  • Allemagne Roßmann (4/12/2009 11:45:00 AM)

    The angels sang with us
    The seraphs retired on high
    The stars broke out
    Now the epitaphs of someone spoke out
    The angels may be quintessential
    The seraphs may be jovial
    The stars may be spatial
    But the lives are lethal
    Only once the mind is coral
    Yet once the love may be banal
    The rides may be rocky
    The boat of love oscillating in the tides
    But still love has to be up and withstanding
    Over every troublling sickle bending...

    A exgratia to those who has not been able to realise what true love is......some poeple's tavern are yet just overdraft to be the playground of only Saturn and there is where the Sun eludes.An elexir remains until elexir as a prophylaxix becomes lethal in a slow pace but boosting life through.

    Magnificient 10........
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  • (4/6/2009 2:26:00 AM)


    A very touching and heart-felt poem, I think this will chip away at the minds of those who read it.

    nicely written,

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 3, 2009

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