What Will Happen To My Poetry? Poem by Sumita Jetley

Someday, I will be gone!
you too will not be there!

But wait. Let me tell you.

That in the pin-drop silence,
I will walk back
just to stand behind
with crying eyes
looking at my poems.

loving them, touching them
keeping my fingers crossed
if they would join me
in my journey forward

I don't know

they will smile back, join me.
we'll be both gone.




'Faded'

Fairies of the earth
To stroll some yonder lanes
Not looking back
Happy 'together'

Oh! yes I will go in peace
once I know they will be with me.

my words in unsaid state
just holding on to me
a romantic duo
happy to go
happy to fly on shores
happy fed on each other


Not willing to return.
Ever-Ever then.

Oh, that high!
Yeah that high
This would be a perfect way to go