Saturday, February 13, 2010

To St. Valentine, with Love

Cupid strikes
He’s hit
She evades

Cupid waits
He tries
She resists

Cupid strikes again
He’s hit again
She evades again

Cupid’s baffled
He’s hurting
She’s indifferent

Cupid’s pondering
He’s cursing
She’s receding

Cupid flies away
He waits
She waits...too

9 comments:

Unknown said...

Amazing!!! Brevity is the soul of wit.. This post proves it..

umangexuberance said...

uhm
I think cupid was the wisest of them all...

Unknown said...

yea...so true...cupid was the wisest...sometimes its best to let go ;)

Sahil Chopra said...

the awesomeness of this post lies in its simplicity :D

Anonymous said...

This is you nowww!! :)
Bravo my friend.. loved the post..

tell me you were struck and she didnt evade ;).. i am waiting for that day!!! hahaha..

sonalee said...

ahhhhhhhhhhhh! brilliant thought...... loved the way of have weaved it in words..........

LuckyKaur said...

I agree with Sahil.."The awesomeness of this poem is in its simplicity!" Love it! :)

Anonymous said...

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Reeta Skeeter said...

haha@flies away... nice to be back to this blog..
cheers
Skeets