Deepa Thomas

After Hours...

Morning rain ended a long, disturbed night
Dull rays of sun brought a sorrowful light
The soaked pillow is accounting for my grief
Memories of you brought me a smile so brief
Moving away from you, I pierced my heart
And realized that I have hardly a life apart
With deep love, I'd always remember
Of your beautiful heart that's so tender
Dreaming of your touch so softer
My heart would break in a blister
Of the warmth of your lips so gentle
Memories of mine would be eternal
The magic I thought is lost is still within
With the warmth of love ever rolling
Again and again in each moment
I wish I had asked you on the first moment...

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Poem Edited: Friday, June 24, 2011

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Comments about After Hours... by Deepa Thomas

  • Deepa Thomas (6/24/2011 12:45:00 AM)

    Thanks to all of you!

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  • Deepa Thomas (6/24/2011 12:44:00 AM)

    Thanks to all of you...

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  • Diya A (4/10/2008 4:30:00 AM)

    Its so nice... Keep writing...

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  • Raveendran . (11/14/2007 5:47:00 AM)

    The heart piercing, heart breaking love-grief - nice, thanks for sharing.

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  • Nimal Dunuhinga (11/14/2007 3:52:00 AM)

    This elegy pierce the reader's heart after hours.

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