Tiku akp

Living In A Shadow - Poem by Tiku akp

I count the time for me
Every day when the first ray
Of the mild sun strikes my wall;
Pushing the blanket to the sides
I rush to the calendar
Hanging from wall and fluttering
Like a dying bird in the morning breeze;
To strike out the date; gone;
With the pen gifted by my father
When I rose taller than him
One fine morning and talked
With him in a rough voice.
It has always been like that-
Disabling the date;
That should turn into me
And hide under my bed
To trouble me when I am
Having good time in my dream
Hugging the pillow tight
To my chest and kissing the fairy.
I find the bed wet
With heat of youth;
The calendar gets thinner
With new faces adorning the wall.

Comments about Living In A Shadow by Tiku akp

  • Geetha Jayakumar (9/7/2013 12:03:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem...The way you have presented is beautiful..I loved reading it. (Report) Reply

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  • Neela Nath Das (9/7/2013 10:44:00 AM)

    I loved the meticulous detail of this poem.Beautiful! (Report) Reply

  • (9/5/2013 2:54:00 AM)

    The calendar gets thinner
    With new faces adorning the wall.

    my favorite lines, Tiku, in this wonderful poem.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 3, 2013

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