Tiku akp


Conflict - Poem by Tiku akp

In the month of May
In the scorching heat
I went to the shade of a tree
With a hope to you I would meet

Wind was blowing hot
It hurt me on my face
I waited under a tree for long
Hoping to hear rustle of your dress

Sound of leaves being
Blown away filled the air
With skin burning and itching
To meet you once I liked to be there

I saw the sun slipping
Down slowly to the west
I could not hear her footsteps
Perspiring thick I needed some rest

Evening crept in slowly
Shadows became long
A tear welled up in my eye as
I realized to me you did not belong


@ Anil Kumar Panda 10/12/2015

Topic(s) of this poem: her, waiting


Comments about Conflict by Tiku akp

  • Bharati Nayak (12/11/2015 7:20:00 AM)


    Evening crept in slowly
    Shadows became long
    A tear welled up in my eyes as
    I realize to me you did not belong.- - - - - - -Touching lines.Evening and shadows denoting frustration and gloom when one realizes what he thinks his own does not belong to him.
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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (12/10/2015 8:54:00 AM)


    Superb poem....A tear welled up in my eye as, I realized to me you did not belong Nicely written. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (12/10/2015 8:54:00 AM)


    Hot wind blows that makes hurt. Very wonderful and humorous expression shared really.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 10, 2015



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