Some Promises Are..

I sit in the winter afternoon sun
and let it converse
with my skin
while I soak my soul
in it’s warmth
we both soak
the silence between us
this communication is
so captivating
I let the lazy afternoon
slowly merge with
the early evening 
sun softly glances
at my  blissful being
and reluctantly
murmurs a promise
of coming back soon
I slowly shut my eyes
knowing well that
all my tomorrow’s
depend on this promise 
some promises are
for soul to keep safe.

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About Sangeeta Gupta

Poet, abstract artist, documentary film maker. Has 20 published books, 9 collections of poems translated in Greek, German, bangla, urdu, dogri. Writes both in English and Hindi. Has scripted and directed 7 documentary films. Has held 35solo exhibitions of paintings in India and abroad. Based in Delhi, India.

8 thoughts on “Some Promises Are..

  1. Pushmaotee Subrun

    I let the lazy afternoon
    slowly merge with
    the early evening
    sun softly glances
    at my blissful being
    and reluctantly
    murmurs a promise
    of coming back soon… appreciating Nature’s promise to come back in and bless with the blissful feeling… lovely!

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