Suppressed by emotions,
immersed in anguish,
I went to see the blue lady.
She stood calm and humble,
accompanied by a clueless mumble,
everytime she approached;
approached with a rumble.

Even the hugest Titanic,
hung like a subservient dornick.
Choose to stay meek,
your trip will be nostalgic,
and if you choose not to,
She might freak.

When prone to external pressure,
She shows her angry face,
engulfs the whole city;
with such a pace,
leaving people with no space;
no space to run or hide,
all you can do is just wait;
wait until she decides;
decides to subside.

She swept over and over,
attempting to confide her dear,
I am her only dear,
as I am the author here.(lol)

Every attempt has a hidden message,
I tried to uncover to see;
to see whats in it for me.
She approached me over and over,
accompanied by a loud roar ever.

She touched my feet with her majestic hands,
and I uncovered her message for me.
She touched my feet to convey;
to convey she is there for me.
She touched my feet to share;
share her love for me.

What more is required?
I am no more depressed.
The Mighty blue lady touched me;
touched me to bless me.

“Thank you for your time & Have a great day”

Thursday, 8. April 2010 um 3:30 am Under the Category Beyond Imagination, Poem. Trackback.