Wednesday 10 September 2014

Poetry 2014 Longlist, Ashiya Ansari


Was sitting idle and suddenly rang the phone,
I'm feeling weary, mama please do receive the call.
Is there Ashiya to whom I want to talk?
Mama said to that curious voice to keep on hold.
I took the phone, asked whom are you looking for?
She replied, this is me who used to be your best buddy long before.
I squeaked in delight, asked where had you gone?
I misplaced your number and address I forgot,
Today it so happened for that laud the God,
Stumbled upon a school diary, old so long,
There got your number written on the top,
So as here I'm to you on this phone.
I burst into smiles, hearing the reason she told,
It's true that they too wait for us, whom we keep waiting for.

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