The Dinner Table

Edited by- Aruna Nidamarthy


The Cliched Wait...


I was waiting for you at the dinner table ...

Trying to calm my hands which were not so stable

I ran the script again in my head …

Rehearsing the dialogues which I wrote yesterday in my bed

Trembling with fear what this meeting had to hold ...

Will I be able to pop the question was never to be told

Just then …

You came through the gate like a breeze

While I dreamt of going down on my knees

You looked stunning the way you always do

And me fearing about my shoelaces which were still undo

Your footsteps matching my beat ...

And me shivering to open my arms to greet

You wondering how this story was going to end ...

And here I am …

Waiting for the written

Just to happen

#dinner #romantic #poem #nervous #waiting

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