Like the chirpy bird gives the first call,
The day start always like this,
Every day startswith a sun shine of hope and promises to be meant,
The day proceeds with a slow pace,
Like the normal race,
With hurry furry and deadlines it moves on,
Unlike always he comes along,
maybe it was a moment or an instance,
She waits for it since starting of week along,
White, black or grey,
His smile makes her day,
In between those hectic long hours,
His stiff yet gentle gestures,
His ignore yet smiling adds a little catalyst to her bizarre work experiments,
In between stuck in a situation,
She awaits for the fresh start in odd hours,
Everyday hasa difference of its own to be along ,
It's not a story or a journey,
It's just an everyday tale with no aim,
It's like a bucoliceffect to an endeavor,
It's just Him and She alone.
Like an everyday tale with a smiling effect! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such an interesting poem, Soumi.....10++++