Childish Longing Poem by Yogita Bhambi

Please stop for a moment
And understand the event
In a sudden strangeness
We could all be together.

I didn’t want to you to keep in shades
What I want was so insane
I told you the truth that lived
You should not be confused with it.

I know you want no truck with me
But at least listen to me
Yes off course I’m not that made up beauty
But for sure a polished spirit rest in me.

Leave this aside for a moment
And then make a sense out of the sort
Put yourself in my shoes
And then ask how I would do.

I know it’s very difficult for you
But not so easy for me too
The hurt to the scenery wouldn’t be my complaint
So much as the trusting sorrow of what is unsaid.

To try if it will not make our being expand
And give us the life of the moving pictures’ promise
Sometimes I feel myself I can hardly bear
The thought of so much childish longing in my vain.

The sadness that lurks near the open window here
That waits all day in almost open prayer
I can’t help owning the great relief it would be
After the requisite lift of spirit had to be.

I pour these words at one stroke out of my pain
And then next day as I come back into the sane
I wonder how should I like you to come to me
And offer to put me gently out of my pain.