Unfading Moments

A moment that carves each of its blinks on your soul and flesh,

Blushes the mind with the memory of just that one instant,

Oh, the allure of reliving that moment,

Feeding the soul with every passing emotion,

It was dark, drizzly, soft pitter-patter, As the two stood beneath the trees,

Glow of the street light illuminating their eyes,  

The night beckoned two souls to wish adieu,

As a hopeful shy heart stood by,

Wishing to know the heartbeat of the almost stranger by her side,

The parting arrived too soon, A slight look passed, fingers intertwined for a few instants, 

Unwilling to let go, yet shying away,

And oh the blood rushed through, nerves felt alive, Flesh desired a closeness,

Eyes cast low, fumbling thoughts took over, the hand of shy heart felt bereft of the touch, 

The heart stood watching the stranger’s retreating silhouette disappear around corner,   

A dull sadness fogged the sweet aroma of molten emotions,

A critical mind, turned a critical eye to the heart’s shy attire,

Wishing for paths to meet soon, to imprint the heart with the desired wishful memory,

How the soul craved for time to expand then,

Stretch longer than it already does in the mind’s eye now,

The soul, as it travels back and forth,

Savoring the emotions bound to her memory,

The unfading moments, the almost stranger, the enticing yet serene night.

Categories: emotions, expressions, life, life, places, poetry, silence, soul, the mind | Tags: , , , | 3 Comments

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3 thoughts on “Unfading Moments

  1. Bhakti

    Hey Pranita,
    How are you? I think I missed a post or two from you ( the last I read was the one regarding the journalism). Discovered your blog again via Twitter today!! And I am glad I did. Otherwise I would have never been able to read this lovely poem 🙂


    • Hey Bhakti.. I am doing well, I actually made this blog private and then tried to add you but I kept inserting your user name as Bhakti, which I think is wrong. Thanks for sending the request.:)
      How are you doin??


  2. I think this is one of my favorites. I can see it playing out like a silent movie showing in the shy heart’s memory. I can almost taste the bittersweet yearning, the sharp memory of the soft encounter.


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