When she really came ... pen

It was a night, a dark night, When she really came
with thunder storm and rain.
I lay in my room and I lay awake.
Warming my thoughts, with my falme.

Our domains though clsoe by,
Yet parted by a wall.
That we never crosed,
Waited the time's call.

Boom! the thunder struck,
Echoed the whole place,
Tinge of startle,
did make its trace.

all went to sleep again,
Deep, deep blesed sleep,
I turned, I twisted,
Buring desire in deep.

Knock! Knock!! Knock!!!
What was that, a mere dream?
Opened the door, at what I saw,
With joy my herat screamed.

There she stood,
Drenched and dripping
Scared she was, "The Thunder Storm"
She crossed the wall with her guardian sleeping.

Run she did into my arms,
The clouds rumbled again,
Thanked the cloud,
Embraced, I forgot the world's name.

We dug our eyes, deep in ours,
We sat hand in hand.
Fantasy did the heaven's ride,
We forgot the sea and land.

Knock! Knock!! Knock!!!
What was that? Again a dream?
No - the butler,
Morning tea and sun beam!

I woke up to look around,
A great morning, with her and tea to sip along.
No, only a dream,
On the terrace I faced the sun.

My eyes caught the door,
On the knob, I know that scarf,
Wet and cold, her flag it was!
Soaked in love, she left the scarf.

I cursed my sleep, I cursed my dream,
I cursed the wall in the devil's name.
I slept that night,
When She really came!


All rights reserved © Sudip K Ghosh aka *~Anecentric
This poem was written on March 4th, 1992