Just five years ago
she won't let me come near her,
let alone a kiss -
her lips
were a forbidden territory.
I would coax her, cajole her
plead with her
and fall at her feet, begging
'Just this once, darling! '
but.... no, she would say -
No! !
And I would take her to isolated parks,
dimly lit cafes,
cheap sentimental movies, waiting
like a stork, angling
for a kiss.
And what tricks I would not invent -
colliding with her in the dark,
surprising her on her birthdays,
pretending to be innocent
and forcing her to share
a single cold drink with me, waiting
for the moment of opportunity -
but she would always con my moves
and say - No!
And now half a dozen springs
and countless sunsets
and a thousand caresses
and two children later
she complains
that I do not kiss her enough!
I love this one Dr. Pradhan. So many times you tried to steal a kiss from your beloved to no avail. Now she pleads for a smooch from you. Very surprising and most delightful write.
Good composition. Ending was surprising. Loved the part lips were forbidden territory.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The old grass is always greener syndrome. The sweetest affirmation is the one we have yet to win... Maybe you should kiss her more? Liked this poem a lot. Wonder if you would like my free verse... it is liberating to let the Muse just flow at times... I would appreciate your take on my poetry