Wringing Out A Tone... Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran
Wringing Out A Tone...
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
somehow it seem so true. hope you hadnt lived this painy experience well done its really touchy
the pain of love when sumone ignores you... lovely composition..! !
Very realistic poem. I feel as if it is something that I can relate too. After reading 'Caught! ' I see why you asked me to read this haha. Nice write once again.
good one! Also, the little things in a relationship that brings tears to our eyes are etched in our memories to cherish them later with a smile on our face.
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
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wow. that's lovely. thanks for sharing. :)