SHE WALKS BESIDE ME...

Written for OSI PROMPT.. EVENING
Also entered for Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry

SHE WALKS BESIDE ME....


Long days, hectic schedules,
Endless hours of work
Absolute control of
Selfishness embellished by
Thanklessness,
A way of life, watching
Setting sun on the edge of city
Turned into a distant dream
Street lights would burn bright
To make my tired face shine
I would pass through
The looming shadows
Of large trees tickled by a polite wind
Swaying on my side of the road
And I would reach home,
Opening the door
She would force a smile
Yes acceptance of my routine
Had made life a lot easier
Children too didn’t expect me
To return early,
But then one day, she spilled her
Hidden expression of sadness
“Can’t we ever be gifted even one
Evening of togetherness,’
And the poet in me turned and said,
“Oh, dear, the evenings would be ours
Now only in the evening of our lives”;
But my answer gave rise
To a question – how could I be
So confident, what if….
God appeared to have heard
The silence of her eyes, and pulled
A few tricks out of His hat
Burning all my dreams baked
Under a Sun of illusions
Over the years
Lifted by the smoke that arose
I suddenly found myself
At a place where I am
Able to watch the day turning
In to a night, and
In those effervescent moments
She walks beside me
No, it doesn’t matter if hundreds
Of moving machines pass us
Honking and screaming
Togetherness fills our hearts with
Comfort and peace
I try to hold the evening
Strolling just a little ahead of us
Scattering the shining
Black beads of darkness
But then our hearts glow
With light, as we look up,
To see a happy Moon smile
Making us a lot happier
We thank God, for having
Played a splendid trick,
To gift us our evenings
Of peaceful togetherness
And we return home with starry eyes
Waiting for another evening
Hey! Won’t we find
A glorious sunrise on the way…


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I think a Haiku Hides there in the poem:


Evening opens her hands ,
Throws beads of shining darkness
Turns in to bright night