Abhimanyu Singh Arha


Left-Overs At Marine Drive - Poem by Abhimanyu Singh Arha

Throughout the lonesome winters,
When wind blew chilly,
When fog was all I could see,
When I grew cold in Delhi,
All I aspired for;
Was a walk on a warm evening,
You leading me along the curve,
Laughing, swirling, clapping, leaning,
Alas! none of my muse,
Came close to getting real;
I sat staring at the sunset,
Waves crashing against stone seals,
I left you a note that night,
At the lady's glittering necklace,
Your turn to find it there,
It'll be leaping about restless,
Have encased a few poems, letters, stories,
I swear all of those are true,
And a tiny mermaid from deep sea,
Who'll sing to you;
That I love you.


Comments about Left-Overs At Marine Drive by Abhimanyu Singh Arha

  • (5/8/2011 12:54:00 PM)


    you are talented..this is easily the best poem i have read in a while..you capture that feeling of unrequitted love in your initial description of the setting..i'd love to read more of your stuff, in fact i'l do it now. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 8, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 8, 2011


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