The promise

You asked me to write something,

A few lines for you today,

Believe me,

I tried,

Helplessly,

Hopelessly,

My old style being too obvious,

And my new one too obscure,

Wait my friend,

Until this storm inside, subsides,

Until my feelings strike a balance,

I'll write something for you,

I promise,

When,

I wish I knew.

© 2009 Rituparna Das