Monday, April 18, 2011

"DESERT WOMAN"


'Desert woman'

She is born with the

silent language of desert and winds

engraved in her soul and

every night stairing towards the sky

fighting with her own guesses

which she made to catch the star

her beloved was following

to reach his destination

she sends her wishpers

along with tender kisses

placing on the wings of wind

believing the wind would surely

travel far and far away

to transfer her kisses

with her passionate message

of longingness to her beloved

she lives in fire

of endless waiting moments

with flood of stroms in her eyes

and suffers moments of blazing coals

as horrible pain

with a desperate desire

to rest in his strong arms forever

she try's to gather

dews of her evaporating deep breaths

and create imaginary of being

beside him peeping in his eyes

she never know

her wait would end or not

But she know one thing

she is a desert woman

and with flux of stone body

she would be waiting till her last breath....

7 comments:

अभिन्न said...

with her passionate message
of longingness to her beloved
she lives in fire
of endless waiting moments .........

wonderful picturization of a womwn in wait...
....Desert woman...its a great saga of longingness...

Amit Verma said...

You are a painter cum writer, who paints with words. Whenever I read you, I watch a movie in true sense.

Awesome picturization, Seema.

PRABHA said...

you have put words to an imaginary concept of Desert Woman, it is so beautiful that one can close eyes and visualize the beautiful painting of a Desert woman the moments of wait are really painful but so beautifully written that it forces our heart to understand the depth of her pain
This is a true resemblence of LOVE

amrendra "amar" said...

very nice ........

Trotter said...

Hi Seema! Finally some time to stop by... Lovely picture, wonderful words...

Blogtrotter Two is still waiting for you in Amsterdam... Enjoy and have a superb weekend!!

G M Rajesh said...

desert placed me on the sweet dish

S A J Shirazi said...

I loved it. Seema je, you have a new reader here.