Monday, December 10, 2012

Evening pick-ups

Clock ticks 5.

His scent clouds my mind,
feelings clot...
His smile reflects on my lips… 
… as memory recalls his thoughts …

Speeding, faster than wind,
Panting flights of impatient stairs;
I reach that disciplining door-step;
behind which, his day is spent…

Happy muffles escape confined separation;
a known giggle churns my yearning heart,
He’s been having a good day, I sense
but did he miss me… least once???

Anxious fist knocks secured door,
hushing the other side.
Each one wishing his parent.
But this time is mine…

Door opens....
unlocking reviving smile,
tiny feet toddle; cross that last mile…
Racing,
blabbering a million words,
leaping in open arms of mine;
Melting my hectic long day,
into a moment of indescribable paradise....!!!

Dedicated to my Aum who, at the door-step of his babysitting, lightens up my evenings with his ever-warming, inseparable hug …. 

7 comments:

  1. Oh I so love to be in that "indescribable paradise" :)...finding your own little one in that eager bunch! Its a lovely feeling...well compensated for those skipped heart beats while handing over the precious package to school for the first few times!
    Very well written.Brings tears to my eyes...

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  2. The words have a sense of so many mixed feelings! Could feel them all. Nice one Pandit!

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  3. Beautifully written...Well done Nivedita

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  4. beautiful feelings and very well expressed. I like every phrase in this well crafted poem. so true, so loving and so poetic. This will be one of my favourite poems of yours...

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  5. ...I cant get enough of this poem.Its already my favourite :)
    A suggestion would be to tweak the title...perhaps a more emotional word to go with 'evenings'
    Cheers :)

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