The door to her heart slams
With the click of the phone
The silence that follows
Haunts her every night.
Her momentary illusions
Splintering into thousand pieces
Of doubt and fear
She is once more alone
In her world of
Pain and anguish.
Her heart aching
She turns on her side
And tears flow
Soaking her pillow.
She is Cinderella
Living off on borrowed time.
Another moment gone
Another day has come to pass
Another long wait
Before that door opens
To let love in.
Days seem endless
Her wait stretching forever
Her eyes always watching
The slow ticking hands of the clock.
Waiting for that bewitching hour
When a flicker of hope
Of togetherness sparks in her…
That is all she has
No promises, nothing
Just a phone call
And a voice whispering “I love you forever”
She is Cinderella
ReplyDeleteLiving off on borrowed time great line..... such imagery ..kind of sad..you write with a heavy heart at times.. very compelling.. Your really good someone should recognize that:)
Thank you. I do write with a heavy heart but your comments always lighten my heart. Thank you once again
ReplyDeleteOhhh Rimly....how do you write so beautifully. Awesome, as usual....your every post leaves me with an aching heart....
ReplyDeleteShe waits and in that waiting she withers.....
ReplyDeleteHow to describe my feelings? Don't know.A special one, fantastic.
ReplyDeleteWhat amazing expressions you have used,Rimly. I am in awe of your poetic skills. This is simply brilliant! It has touched some far corner of my heart.
ReplyDeleteThank you Swati. I think Alpana's post today inspired me to write this
ReplyDeleteYes Savira, so many of us in the process of waiting wither away and realize only too late.Thank you for your comment
ReplyDeleteThank you Eva. Compliments coming from you is a treat.
ReplyDeleteNirupam thank you so much.
ReplyDeleteThere is pain ...always . Sometimes is it our only companion ? when all else is lost , the pain is still there ....
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I am in awe of you and the way words flow out of your heart and soul, falling as lightly as feathers on the ground but so unimaginably powerful in the feelings they evoke from your readers...
ReplyDeleteShe is Cinderella
ReplyDeleteLiving off on borrowed time.
..Another moment gone
Another day has come to pass
Another long wait
Before that door opens...Rimly you are so good..and these lines are so much me...
Alpana this poem is inspired by your post today.
ReplyDeleteRimly, Love is the only reality in life and those who love are the happiest.Love your poem and hate it that you are unhappy, Believe me when I say,' Trust the Universe'.You will find whatever you need,at the right time. God bless.
ReplyDeleteYou have done it again Rimly - what a beautiful poem : )
ReplyDeleteHi Rimly,
ReplyDeleteLovely poem , phone call was finally heart touching :). Nicely penned down.
keep it up :)
Wish you and your family A very colorful happy HOLI.
Enjoy.
take care
Oh my....how can u write those amazing poem rim? love it..
ReplyDeleteAnother moment gone
Another day has come to pass
Another long wait
Before that door opens
To let love in.
this is i like the most...great job rim..
as always superb
ReplyDeleteBeautiful heart felt writing ~ I enjoyed reading thank you : )
ReplyDeleteMy heart stopped with the second line... when the phone clicked. Oh Rimly!! Your words touch real deep. Painful and beautiful at the same time. Love it!!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Rimly - moments in anticipation and longing...a faint hope and open promise...beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, Rimly. I, too, love the Cinderella line.
ReplyDeleteloved to feel the poem. what a difference can a phone call make. moments change within a blink of an eye........pain, dismay, loneliness and then suddenly the world of hope turns up forever.
ReplyDeleteWOW! I didn't know you knew me so well. ;) This IS Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis was so descriptive and I was open to interpret at the end :) I read it a couple of times and I decided that she got the phone call instead of living off borrowed time and latent words. So sad but I like that you can make it mean something more just by the way your right - it's clever.
ReplyDelete"Her momentary illusions
ReplyDeleteSplintering into thousand pieces"
Amazing imagery. . .
Hi it is my first visit to your blog! Lovely poem. I wish I could put my feelings down in a poem. You are very talented.
ReplyDeleteThank you Nelieta for visiting and commenting. Dont know about talent but I write only when I am touched. Thank you once again
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