Fare Thee Well, Wish Thee Back
Her fingers leapt off mine
Like a butterfly from a shaken petal,
And the cab raced away
Squelching my farewell beneath the tyres.
Were tears outbrimming my eyes?
Or was it the dust bothering them?
If I closed my eyes
Would the dust or tears clear away?
Or better still, could I
Have her come back to me again?
posted by Parth @ 11:37 AM
7 comments
7 Comments:
this one's good - some real imagery. senti bu good
I congratulate U and thank U for this information.
Mustang lover
good..very senti..but i like senti, senti is good!
:_P
wish i could post a comment on each of ur poems.they are really beautiful.beautiful feelings,beautiful words.
Parth~
I dint know u were a poet. this is awesome.
-rajat
Mmm.
Everything leads to the same thing ... pain.
Well written
good stuff paratha... :)
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