others may have wine, i have poetry

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.

We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.

And the human race is filled with passion.

And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.

But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

Dead Poet's Society

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

to my long lost beloved

I am getting back to you dear
To your comfortable scents
To the familiarity of your dispositions
To letting you take me to unexplored worlds
To meeting new people through you
To the company of traveling with you
To the assurance of always having you around
To feeling your emotions like my own
To our inside jokes and tears wept
To having a cup of coffee with you
To enjoying a rainy day curled up next to you
To the joy of unravelling your every part
To the taste of savoring every bit of you
To the suspense of your twists and turns
To the habit of reading in between your lines
To going to bed with you and waking up with you
To staying in bed with you all day
To not being able to put you down
To letting go of the world when your are around

I am getting back to you
my darling books..

4 comments:

Nrithya said...

GASP! Ok, so obviously I though this was about a person, and I fully freaked out because I was like, "THIS IS MY LIFE!", then I read the end and I was like, "THIS IS MY LIFE!" :D Well done, yo.

Love. Eloor, here I come. Again. :D

Vinothini said...

haha love this one. no slyness.no obscurity.

Anonymous said...

wow! i especially liked 'reading between the lines'. i'd love to read more like these.

Ivette said...

With this one I cried and laughed! I love your poems!