<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515915" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beckonings!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I come? <br>-When the night spills over the threshold of the day<br>To skim away the pain of the darkest hour.<br>-Like the loosened strands of pearls, roll into dust<br>Like glistening dew at dawn, to light our path, come the stars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I come? <br>-To pawn the burden of those renegade days<br>Lying heavy on your eyelids, with the heydays of spring's spell.<br>-To bid the final day that stood between us<br>To take her last bow of farewell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I come? <br>-Like the proud dew-dropp unsoiled by the dust of life, <br>Defiant, absorbs to only reflect the beauty rife.<br>-With the glee of the sapling leaf-burst in the rains, <br>With sap to defy many a storm, in its gossamer veins.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I come? <br>-With the mirth of the leaves, in life's joys and pains<br>Swaying in gladness, immeasurable, in the game of light and shade.<br>-To brush off the dust, clinging to our weary feet<br>With the comforting toll of the journey's end, in arms open.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I come? <br>-Like the breeze spiriting away in a gait of her own, <br>Further it moves stronger are the bonds to return<br>Bound to you in my freedom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I come? <br>-Like a spurting river impeded by many gorges, <br>Now rushes to find her own rhythm, strong.<br>-Like the koel that waits all winter<br>To bestow spring with her welcome song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I come? <br>-To stake a claim to your attentions as the stubborn full Moon sails by, <br>Accompanies you everywhere, lingers at the corner of your eye.<br>-To end your wanderings, with the pull of my heartstrings.<br>-To spit at the stars that keep you awake with their prattle, jarring</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I come? <br>-With my box of frugal treasures that cozily sit; <br>An armload of moonlight washed in dew, <br>Stars like gems, throw up a rainbow on cue, <br> with the promise of a dream in their kiss, <br>And four seasons wrapped in the swan song of a poetess.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But first, let me leave: <br> the anguish and despair, of the bygone days of mine, <br>as one leaves their footwear, outside a shrine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>14th Feb-2012<br>Seema.joglekar</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Seema+joglekar">Seema joglekar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515915" data-title="Beckonings! de Seema joglekar" data-description="Shall I come? -When the night spills over the threshold of the day To skim away the pain of the darkest hour. -Like the loosened strands of pearls, roll into dust Like glistening dew at dawn, to light our path, come the stars. Shall I come? -To..."></div> </div> </div>

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