NITA B GEORGE

 

 

Infatuation

 

It

Was

Like ripping off

Of

My clothes,

The

Sheen,

Being

Wiped off

My

Love.

Nude

My

Love stood

In

My own eyes.

My

Love

For

You

A fantasy

Was.

A

Short lived dream

That

Fled

The

Light of the day.

You

Sailed off in your boat

On

A

Calm and gentle Sea

And,

I

From

Far

Watched you go...

I

Think,

It

Was

My lonely heart

That

Did me in.

Like

A

Floating cloud

It

Fancied you

For

A while

But,

Then,

Moved on...

 

Wintery Winds

Are Blowing Now...

 

I

Can

Feel

Your

Icy fingers,

Winter.

They

Have

Started

With

My feet

Soon

My toes

Shall

Be

Frozen

And,

I

Shall

Stand

Where

I

Am

Today

Fossilized,

Motionless,

Lifeless...

With

Me,

All

My

Bonds shall be frozen

Too

My

Soul

Shall

With

Me

Then,

Float

Like

A lonely cloud,

Drifting, drifting, drifting...

 

NITA B GEORGE

 

NITA B GEORGE, poet and short story writer has been a college level teacher of English Literature. A Post Graduate in English Literature from the Osmania University, Hyderabad, Telangana, India, she has to her credit five published books in poetry, short fiction, and, Nonfiction. A versatile lady, apart from writing, she has many other engaging hobbies like gardening, cooking, knitting, driving and pet parenting. She comes from a very literate family. Her creative roots go deep down to the The Poet of India, a glimpse of whose you can identify in her writings.