I try to reach out to her <br />She teases me, she eludes me. <br />Yet <br />I woo her, I serenade her. <br />Still her heart doesn’t melt <br />She tantalises me. <br />Hours plod on heavily <br /> in obsession… <br /> <br />She relents <br /> and visits me <br /> in my day dreams <br /> only to <br /> gnaw at my heart… <br /> <br />Weary and tired <br /> my eyelids drop <br /> and I droop <br /> into a helpless <br /> reluctant sleep… <br /> <br />There, yonder, is my star - <br /> a faint flicker <br /> a little twinkle. <br />Oh she is there steady, <br /> visible - not slipping away! ... <br /> <br />I stretch my arms up <br /> skyward <br /> to touch my prima donna <br /> in her leaden gossamer gown… <br /> <br />Lo, my arms <br /> aren’t moving any further. <br />They’re skewed to my trunk <br /> and my trunk <br /> is transfixed to my bed… <br /> <br />The star’s glimmer descends <br /> and lands <br /> to hook the glint in my eye. <br />I become dizzy…? .! .? ... <br /> <br />Then the mist clears <br /> and it dawns on me: <br />It’s light years away for reach – <br />Too tiny to stay in my hands <br />Too big to enfold in my arms. <br />It’s just a will-o’-the-wisp! ! ! <br />________________________________ <br />Infatuated with the tormenting haiku <br /> <br />[Feb 20,2009: : Hyderabad - 500 056]<br /><br />AtreyaSarma Uppaluri<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-elusive-love/
