Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Home Alone

The vast sand of the Thar
Riding a camel-back
Like a man in the desert looking for water
Waiting for my daughter.
Her smiling face
her curious look
her practice walk
with elegant grace
When she lands
I will hug and kiss
her tender hands
Let that bring me eternal bliss.


maheshbalaji said...

u rate urself low i say!

semma expression of love !! this...

vishyanagal pathi kelvi pattu irupeengale... fone vazhiya news vandu irukanume?

APAM NAPAT said...

no, did n't get to speak to her. Anything interesting!

Anonymous said...

where is your daughter? How old is she?

ps: I tripped into this site while
browsing something else nice

APAM NAPAT said...

my kid is one year old and she is in India, visiting.

vishy said...

wow nice poem... ain't it true that loves brings out the poet in oneself.