Now please open the door;
You waited for long,
But didn’t I?
Work is like vast ocean
Endless...
And I have a sailor’s life!
Waves came
One after another.
While I was sailing through them
I knew……
At the horizon
Waiting for a reunion
Like me
How impatient were you.
The wait
As the day began,
Had dreams...
Soaked in colors of morning sky,
Had the thirst
Of a burning afternoon
With every moment passing by,
A depression was
Like fading light of an evening;
When the hope worried,
Would it die?
But the night wind whispered
That you were awake
Across the sea.
I knew, I would reach
Where you were,
There I had to be.
Now open the door,
Please look at me.
Is your annoyance still swelling?
Hold me in your arms,
As the time is running out
And the sea is calling
Dear, it’s a sailor’s life,
So I have to go
But soon I would return.
Note: Sometimes my professional work-load keeps me away from writing poetry. As much as I miss poetry, I feel poetry must be missing me too........
