to repeatedly run your fingers through someone’s hair, in a soft and affectionate manner
This collection comprises seventy-six contemporary poems, reflecting the emotions of newfound and lost love, with a story behind each poem, relating to empathy with someone close to her. They were written by Archana Kumar, a young sparkling new poet from New Dehli. This is her first anthology.
Author: Archana Kumar
Publisher: Brambleby Books
Year of Publication: 21 November 2014
Format and Pages: Paperback, pp96
Retail Price: £7.99
Our Discount Price: £7.20
Send me that moonless night you couldn’t get through
And the poems you wrote for her when she loved you.
Send me that song you sang for her, each time you met
And the image of those eyes you can’t forget.
Send me those memories you’ve wrapped in green
And the times you told her to come back, in vain.
Send me that pillow you’d cried on when she left
And the feeling of love-lost that slowly crept.
Send me that night-star you wished upon
And the pain-stuck smile you carried along.
Send me all of those times you wanted her back
And that part of your heart, she’d hacked.
I’d take them all, set ’em ablaze
and bury the ashes.
Come with me.
There must be someplace
for two mad people.
We’ll find it.
If we could fly away together, you and me,
and take our needed rest at a sailing
ship, & find fish to eat for dinner;
if we could share each other
like an island, would you
ever want to fly back
to the shore or
He types an e-mail into
his BlackBerry. His suit
fitted to perfection.
The wind blows and he drives
away in his black car.
Her aura fills the air
as she walks out of the room.
Her pencil skirt fits snugly
as she sits in a chauffeur
driven sedan and leaves for work.
Across the street
staying warm in his old
quilt and thin, weathered coat
huddled against the cold wall;
he watches. And wishes.
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