Friday, May 02, 2008

The Angel who fell from the sky

Posted on my blog on April 12th. Angel who fell from the sky has been in my head for an eternity till one day it just came to life. This poem can actually be split into two parts. Part one is the happy effect of a beautiful girl entering a room. Part two is the plea for another chance to tell the lady what she means. Together they try and cover all the emotions related to love. Each on it's own can probably be extended into a poem by itself.


The world suddenly stopped,
The scenery changed as people froze in time.
Violins played symphonies of pure bliss.
And words began to form their own rhymes.

The walls turned to murals, the ground to a flower bed.
Their beauty paling in comparison to she who walked by.
Oblivious of all that she had changed in the world.
She passed by me, the angel who fell from the sky.

I wished I could speak but the words refused to come.
I wished I could sing, but music dared not show it’s face.
Each afraid that justice they could not do her beauty.
Each afraid that capture they could not her grace.

She smiled and the flowers bloomed,
The room filled with their scent as sweet as honey.
The murals changed to reflect her buoyant mood.
The birds in the painting twittered, the sky ever so sunny.

Try as I do, For once I can’t seem to say what I feel,
Forever stuck in an endless night that never seems to see dawn.
Delayed for too long have I, the expression of my feelings,
The courage that deserted me may have come back just as she is gone.

Wait I do, hoping that one day she shall be back,
Pray I shall, to god to give me that one chance.
The opportunity to speak what the heart has to say.
Hoping that my words, in her heart shall ignite a romance.

Words that will tell her, what she means to me,
Words that will express my feelings, forever and for now.
Words brave enough to look into her eyes and say,
That there just cannot be, an alternative to her love.

- Pranay Rao