Waiting I was this far,
Waiting for your call,
Waiting to hear you in my heart,
Waiting to be heard that bad;
The ringtone breaks the silence at last
You tell me you were busy fast;
You tell me you would again call
And hang up my dreams that have rung so far...
Busy? No; I know you are
Pretending busy, to dismiss me fast;
Busy not, to respond to the readiness
That rings so loud inside my heart...
Let me remain, let come your call;
But amidst memories raining hard,
Let me wring out the scorching pain
That soaks up heavy inside my heart...
April 10th 2009
A very poignant poem, that reaches out and touches the heart! Love cascades in melancholy with an - unanswered call.. An eloquent write Kesav! ! *10*! ! Best regards, Friend Thad
Waiting with anticipation that end in pain and dismay- very poignant, honest, expressing a universal experience. such a moving title, you caught me off guard with this one. the theme was on my mind, you have expressed it totally. 10+ Mamta
very nice and touchy poem. one that comes from the heart always touches the heart. pain is a part of our life and usually get it from the one we love the most. for whom we are even ready to give away our life.take care
wow....it realli touched ma heart real deep.....u highlighted da truth in an awesum manner
I like how yo poem goes through like a story or video to a love song and i could see a clear picture... i liked the sensitivity, and how u explain the pain of someone waiting patiently for a call
very emotional....sensitive and painful. ignorance is the worst disrespect one can pay to a sensitive heart. thank you sir, loved the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a TRULY BRILIANT PIECE.