Theme: Romance

Tit for Tat

That Sunday afternoon
hardly I shall forget,
or I shall remeber for ever,
when on my first visit to your home
you served sugarless cold tea
on purpose as a prank -
a good one I appreciate now.

***

Nervous as a deer
at the sight of a wolf,
I dropped the whole thing
on my well ironed off-white shirt
to the roar of your laughter
wafting through your half-closed door

***

Seeing my miserable state
and taking pity on me, your kind mom
chided, 'Is this the way to treat a guest?'
and a towel to you she handed over
to clean me up, a windfall verdict in my favour

***

I used this chance to touch your delicate hands,
and meet your shy eyes many a time,
and without your knowledge I offloaded
my love in your boat anchored in my heart...

***

Tea - sugarless and cold,
turned out to be another bee
to bring together another set
of Shakuntala and Dushyant!

10-Feb-2011

More By  : Dr. Kumarendra Mallick

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thank you, Rupradha for your sweet pat. I am glad you liked the verse.

Kumarendra Mallick
06-Oct-2011 08:39 AM

Comment very well written..good job..

Rupradha
05-Oct-2011 22:07 PM


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