Sunday, February 24, 2008

Soaked

Atop the massive waves,
Of the deep blue ocean,
I walk along calmly,
Barefooted.
In glee, I wet myself to
Emerge, dry as the wind.

An unhurried express
Full of vacant passengers,
Drives me through wilderness
Till,
A besotted prince,
Returns to my kingdom,
Only to be driven away.

Tonight,
I lie at my bedside,
Reliving my other,
Exploring the world within,
I am soaked in fantasy.


- Janvi Gandhi
janvi87@gamil.com

2 comments:

Samir Bellare said...

See...you're so good at this! My poems are like silly jingles vis-a-vis yours!

Vee said...

good piece of work!!