Monday 3 October 2011

A second chance

Welcoming thoughts flooded his mind
Thoughts of a yesterday lost in time.
A song once forgotten 
A soulful rendition
reminding him of a place divine.

A place that boasted of a thousand suns
The brilliant light that blinded him at once.
A magical memory
A sweet tranquility
They all came back, quickening his pulse.

Wasted had he, a love so pure
The reason being, he was quite not sure
A squandered chance
At a perfect romance
And so he stood in a heavy downpour.

Wondrous though are the works of fate,
Setting right a grave mistake
A folly of youth
A declaration of the truth
And so they hug in a tight embrace.

9 comments:

Saru Singhal said...

Beautiful, what a way to express what someone missed first time. Lovely poem, love the rhyming and choice of words.
Saru

Purple Mist said...

Thanks a lot for the kind words :)

Anonymous said...

:) I liked the simplicity and the last paragraph nailed it...

[_]@ Cheers
Chintu Singh

Purple Mist said...

Thank you Chintan!

A Fineapple said...

its so so good.. :) :)
loved reading it.. :) :)

Purple Mist said...

Thanks, Arpitha!

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Rahul said...

This is a beautiful poem with really nice choice of words!

:-Dee said...

Beautiful poem penned down right here...