Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Just another day

First thing the other morning,
While the tea was brewing hot,
I pondered upon a tiny wish,
Suppose right then I was in your thought!

Would your heart then skip a beat?
Or would I make you frown?
Could I make you cry a little,
And make your heart in sadness drown?

Would you wish within my fancy wish,
That I was somewhere near?
Counting the ways you miss me,
Hoping that I should still care?

The telephone rang, the tea was done
The wish just fizzled and the day went on...
© 2008 Rituparna Das