Friday, November 7, 2008

Winter

The streets were deserted in coldness
like the arms of a forlorn lover.

He looked one more time at the door
longingly, to hear any faint knocks.
But there was no one
except the seeping wintry silence.

3 comments:

Rukhiya said...

Well, I love the start. But the end, feels so lonely. I mean I know it was meant to feel so, but :(

Usha Pisharody said...

Again, the aloofness, the coldness, seeping in through the poignant imagery! You craft the evocative appeal really well!

Mahita said...

"He looked one more time at the door
longingly, to hear any faint knocks."... :), Though the post is sad, it touches ur heart.