Saturday, November 19, 2011

Sometimes

Sometimes
I float above us
and watch
tangled fingers
lazy afternoons
filtered sunlight
and tiny fractions
of hopefulness
warming
our entwined
bohemian souls
finding home
in each other


Sometimes
I float above us
when we sleep
and just watch
figments of you and I
strewn together
into the total
of a 'we'
and
I weep
softly
so as not to
wake us up

7 comments:

Richa said...

dis is so beautiful!!

Glynn said...

Beautiful. Ilike the pairing of the lazy afternoons and nights at sleep.

Amiya chatterjee said...

Each of us seeks the other, if only this this were the final day of waiting.

From Labyrinth
by J.L. Borges

Mary said...

Tulika, you have created a beautiful poem here. Music to my heart and ears!

(thank you for your comment in my blog..meant a lot.)

Kartik said...

Nice... :)

sawan said...

i wish i knew you.

Anne said...

poignant and joyous together, like always :-)