Out Of My Mind.

{Update. I once more put on hold “Tess Of D’Urbervilles”. There is too
much going on. There is a happy part, confusion and a bit of chaos.
Forgive me everyone. I need a breather that’s all. I updated
LonelyPoet.Org blog. For you all I will post some more short poems
shortly”.}

“A poem I wrote when I was sitting alone in my room
watching the nature outside through the window. This poem was written
while I was in Florida, though I personalized it, actually it was about
Milwaukee I wrote that poem.”
 
 That was the original
comment I left for the poem when I first posted it in FortuneCity.Com.
Yes, I remember my roommate  at that time, Cecil Mathew, called me
and told what’s going on in Milwaukee. I told him that I love that
place and Wisconsin. He asked me to write a poem. I wrote a poem and
two years later I changed the whole poem giving it a human touch.
Today, though I sucked big time at work with blowing up deadlines. I
thought about Wisconsin. There is a reason. So I thought this old poem
of mine from LonelyPoet.Com is something my Xangans may love to read.

Listening To Silence.

Here I am sitting near my window,
Listening to the silence around,
But the summer winds brings to me,
The clinging of the leaves around,
And the squeaking of the little birds,
When I close my eyes in stillness,
I could hear the beat of my heart,
It’s steady but unusually fast,
But I feel nothing unusual,
When I opened my eyes and listened,
I feel my heart is steady,
But still I hear the fast beating,
It’s not one beat I heard, but two,
One of mine, another, my sweetheart’s,
Living far away,
But her heart, beating with mine.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM.
This poem was written in Ft-Lauderdale, FL. It was first released on
the web in the Fortune City Home Of The LonelyPoet. It was later moved
to LonelyPoet.Com.