Sunday, April 1, 2012

Inbox


Inbox

As sun sets
And day is about to end
Memories like chirping
Of returning birds
Fill the emptiness.
They never go far for long
From their home in warmth of gray cells



Hoping to find new lease of life
From grand children abroad
Or some old friends
I check my Inbox once again
Only to find more junk mails



Chirping is louder now
Sun may soon set
It will be quiet

-
OSI Prompt Inbox

16 comments:

Ramesh Sood said...

Very powerful poem this..expressing emotions at a very deep level..thanks Harshadji for this treat..

RS:)

anthonynorth said...

Yes, I agree. This is so powerful.

Bruce Miller said...

Memories and messages nicely linked!

Anonymous said...

This is so wonderful and yes, I can relate.

Anonymous said...

ouch. checking mail only to find
zilch is a bummer.

well-written.

The Write Girl said...

Beautiful writing. I love the concept you've woven here of the sun setting and still waiting for a heartfelt note from a friend. Nicely written.

World So Wide said...

Very nice treatment of prompt!

Hetal Shah said...

Hi Nana.We got ur message.We were just to careless to understand ur feelings.Will take care in future. And thank u for the wonderful poem.LOL.

Denise Moncrief said...

This is a beautiful response to the promopt. So sad to find nothign in the in-box before the end of the day. I have a habit of checking mine many times during the day if I am expecting something special from someone special. Thanks for sharing your impressions of the prompt.

Jim said...

Very nice, Harshad ~~ Yes, that is the way inboxes work for us retired people. Mostly LOOKING, checking for an e-mail that we are hoping for from a loved one.

My now deceased mother-in-law was so hopeful every day when she went to the mail box, hoping for a lette from one of her children or grandchildren. Once in a while she was rewarded.
..

SandyCarlson said...

Those chirpings can be a comfort.

Harshad Mehta said...

@ Sandy : Yes, in better moods. It is all in mind, isn't it? Thanks for visiting.

Amity said...

Oh what a poem Harshad!

I feel suddenly sad...as I am an empty nester now...all kids gone to college...but my inbox?

Made of spams and unnecessary mails. Kids can only use chat and phone calls and vice versa...:)

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Powerful and intense. Well done.

beeguiler said...

powerful and sad...

-deborah

Inaaya said...

Chirping fills the emptiness...wow. It begins humbly..and by the end its so intense..with it will be quite. Lovely!