Women

I sat in the lobby

It’s a big day

wonder what’s happened

what’s the delay?

 

The staff have no answers

no news of traffic or storms

I keep checking my cellphone

hoping nothing’s wrong

 

I type him an email, and try making a call

It all seems so useless, If he hasn’t landed at all

 

Finally after hours of sweating it out

There’s comes my baby, all tired and worn out

 

I stand by his side, wondering if he’s okay

he confides there’s more trouble, coming our way

 

The rest of the talking, happens up in our room

as the staff swarm around us, with clattering of spoons

 

He’s stressed, tired and full of fatigue

I order a salad and a good lemon tea

 

He says he’s happy to be by my side

after delayed flights and a very bumpy ride

 

I sit there smiling, my head on his lap

there’s no better place, for a quick nap

 

women need little,just a word or a praise

and if that’s too strenuous,a very gentle gaze.

 

They’ll be glad and merry all day long,

so why don’t they do it,it doesn’t cost them a song!

©krisheaven

Inspiration: A result of being subjected to a sister’s hour long banter 😛

 

Night to remember

He made me many promises

some he tries to keep

memories of the good old days,

soothe me when I weep.

 

I promised him a thing in return,

never a drink my throat would burn.

And if must it will only be,

in his presence and from his urn.

 

A new year ball we attended

Like strangers there we pretended

but when a guy asked for a dance,

“She’s taken” he said, with a stern glance.

 

I blushed a deep shade of red,

to the dance floor, the way he led.

“me & mine” he often said,

“until I’m buried with the dead”.

 

We swayed and sang with the crowd

under the stars and the clouds.

Arm in arm, to the beat,

soon we were dead on our feet.

 

A joyful ride back to the den,

it’s been 3 years since then.

He still looks at me with wonder,

our love has only grown in thunder.

 

Today as I say goodnight,

all I pray for is his light.

May it shine strong and bright,

chase the demons of my night.

May he shine upon my face,

full of health , joy and grace.

If from him, I must ever part

beyond a day may it not last.

©krisheaven

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