That Day [Poem]

That 'that day', was the most wonderful day

That day, I had smiled probably my most

That day, ‘he’ and me were deliciously close

That day, a warm Sunday, we had indulged with chocolate and pie

That day, we had walked our dog, under the rainbow sky
That day, I had wondered, “Could this be the best I’d lived to see?”

That day, I had believed there was no better place where I could be.
That day, when  the sun  had finally drowned, 
That day, had become that 'better place' where, 
I could always be.

 ~Sam

An Evening Conversation [Short Poem]

Every evening is a conversation,

Sun’s retiring talk with a dear tree

“I’ll come in the morn looking for you!

I’ll knock on the doors of darkness with a request  

To let my rays caress with love, your gentle leaves

As they swing with joy, with hope, to see another dawn

Waiting for me to bring that dawn to you

I’ll come, but promise, that you will not let...

The black dusk swallow it all up - every time I am gone.”

~Sam

Intervals of longing [Poem]

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There are these intervals,
Intervals that appear out of nowhere,
Intervals that suddenly fill in the gaps

Gaps, between those minuscule measures of time,
Gaps that never made their presence felt ever before ,

Gaps that are now, eternal moments of longing

Longing to feel your warmth,
Longing to touch your face,
Longing to let each of my heartbeat become

a witness of your presence,

Because somewhere away.. you too are caught,
Caught in the same longing that those intervals bring,
Caught in those intervals that appear out of nowhere.

~Sam

Pensive Mood [Poem]

In a pensive mood she stands, staring at the blank walls

There is so much on her mind,

Do not disturb her,

As she entangles herself in intricate thoughts

As the clock strikes twelve,

She watches the second hand move,

From one melancholic day into another

Will this day be any different? She wonders

Will the hollow fill itself as the minutes pass?

Or will she be stuck even today,

Without knowing the difference in the present and the past

~Sam

A cup of ecstasy [Poem]

Unabashedly it flirts with my senses

As my hand wraps around it, lifting it in the air

Its aroma promises a ghastly affair

I will indulge, give in, I have no win, I am aware

Yet, I let it slip through my lips, onto my tongue

Little spice and a bit bitter, I feel deliciously numb

To the ecstasies of, a hot cup of chocolate

Oh! Who didn’t succumb!

~Sam

A Perfect Blossom [Poem]

When life gets tough

Many submit to it- fail and succumb

Lose track of desires and become numb

Few count on their stars to treat them fair

Some join their palms; plead the Lord with a prayer,

But have faith, it is there, in your life and in mine too,

Like it is in the life of every cherry tree that ever grew

Forge ahead with your will, be deaf and blind

You are an element of the nature,

Bear that, in mind!

A Perfect Blossom

That’s your destiny defined!

~Sam