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The Other Way Round

Updated on July 2, 2017
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The Other Way Round


That guy had something in his eyes that I couldn't grasp all

Whenever I would walk toward the street he resided

And reached the balcony where he would stand alone

I would gently touch his cheeks against my wide bosom

He would never utter a word and look lost in another world

How I wish he could exchange with me a few words sometime

And we both would talk about ourselves and forget the world

But he would disappear and leave me to move to other place

I think he would've felt it the same way that I felt for him

I saw, his eyes sparkled , his face blushed, and his body swayed

Everytime I visited him, he reacted that way and I didn't know what to say

One day, when I was entangled in his dark hair , he looked the other way

He was staring at a tree, I saw leaves twirled joyfully on the gaunt twigs

I got jealous and stopped for a few moments , the tree too went silent

How these humans behave with other things who want their company

I wondered and took another direction, so much experience daily I gain

Another day , he was walking on the street along with one of his kind

That guy had dressed different ,had long hair and spoke in a low sweet tone

I saw that two of them smiled, kissed on lips, and hugged each other tight

I don't know what he calls it , but when I touch things, I feel happy in my heart

I know when I sweep the dust away with my hands, it gives me delight on end

The dust too happily rolls over my body and then returns to the ground quiet

The rain enjoys his laughs when she would spray from the shower above

Whenever summer visits with her raging fire, how he would look up to the sky

Dark clouds would enchant his heart, and rains would make him dance wild

And the earth would look happy, drenched in a wonderful scent in her body

He would smell the fragrance as if he had had divine breeze from the heaven

One day, I talked to one of my flower plant friends, Jasmine is her lovely name

She is so fond of this guy, she always longs to see him smell her fragrant flowers

When the moon laughs above , the night appears on the stage to mingle into the light

Jasmine smiles and tells her magic flowers to spread dreams into the darkness

Sometime Jasmine would play a trick and ask the flowers to cork the scent tight

A few moments after , he would look into her eyes and request for the sweet flow

The moon says how he would stare him for hours , God knows what he thinks of him !

I 've seen many guys like him before too, wonder the same games do they play !

They come, they see, they rejoice in our company , who knows where they go away ?

© Harish Mamgain





















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      Harish Mamgain 2 months ago from India

      Hari, I think nature loves us more than we do. It was a stray thought. Glad you enjoyed the stuff. Thank you so much.

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      Hari Prasad S 2 months ago from Bangalore

      Like a dream, harish you have woven the scene.

      - hari

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      Harish Mamgain 2 months ago from India

      Thank you Gypsy.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Most creative and wonderful poetry.

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      Harish Mamgain 2 months ago from India

      Mother Nature speaks not in words , but surely she speaks a wonderful language for all of us to listen to and cheer in our heart and soul. Devika, I love nature and am sure she loves me more. Thank you so much for you visit and kind words.

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      Harish Mamgain 2 months ago from India

      Venkatachari M, glad that you enjoyed this poem. You know we're worshippers of nature and treat these things of nature as gods. I feel so much affinity with Mother Nature ; this effort is toward that cultivation of love. Thank you so much for you kind visit and wonderful comments.

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      Devika Primić 2 months ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

      Lovely idea for a poem and I like the way you thought of the title.

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      Venkatachari M 2 months ago from Hyderabad, India

      Very beautiful and unique style of presentation. The wonderful, enchanting, cool breezes creating so many blissful moments in the poet's body and soul! And in the readers also. Enjoyed a lot.

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      Harish Mamgain 2 months ago from India

      Thank you so much Bill. Glad you like this style. I love you visit.

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      Bill Holland 2 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Your style is developing right before our eyes, and it is a good style, one I look forward to reading more of.

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      Harish Mamgain 2 months ago from India

      Dear brother manatita, this is really fun to think other way round. I' ve been thinking on these lines for many days. this is the outcome of all that. Glad you liked this reverse play. Thank you so much.

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      manatita44 2 months ago from london

      Quite a clever take on this poem. Nice observations here from this powerful but silent witness. Cheers.