Thursday, February 17, 2011

A Monday soaked with delight
Him trying to get over his stage fright
At a soothing soiree for two
They are hand in hand, for future déjà vu

Her nervous laughter, as it disappears,
Gives way to dancing under the chandelier
As they let go of any semblance of contemplation
Words unbelievably slip in the smooth conversation

Flights of steps guiding towards the belvedere
Their proof of amour, all want to overhear
But they are too lost in each other to notice
In the act of love they are two apprentices

They pretend, but they know what is to follow
The desire in their eyes will swallow
And have their bodies forever chained
Mondays will never be the same again.

9 comments:

Shweta said...

aww.. mondays will indeed never be the same again.... im in love with ur writings

Agent Orange said...

Sounds like Garfield on a date having a change of heart.

Sublime.

aditi maliwar said...

i love it !!!! i love it !!!!

Poe said...

Rhyming poems. Rhyming is fun. Well done. Also, hello, been a while. :)

Lord Zulu said...

i love your simple ways to state often left unsaid things. a nice one!

Atrisa said...

Thank you all!

Hello, Poe!

ani_aset said...

aww this is so good :) never thought one can write like that for monday :D

msnarain said...

Now I know what inspired "Friday"

Anonymous said...

Monday musings! Interesting poetry

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