Chapter Two "Running Away"

if you haven't read the first one , read it at http://lovestoryofapoet.blogspot.com/2010/01/chapter-one-begining.html

What happened after Day Four

He said hi, she said hi;
'Hi' slowly converted itself to 'hello',
hello to how are you;
but never to who are you;
as they knew somethings
are not told but are learnt.

Small talks converted to long walks,
and as the days passed by,
between them , the words shared were reduced,
between eyes , the glances shared were increased.

And the inevitable came pretty soon,
he proposed her, she replied soon.

After the 'No' he had heard,
he went missing into the herd,
she cherished the moments spent,
and one day he came back unheard.
She was delighted without hearing a word

he said
'
I have been running away from you
and its hard to run away from you
I am running away from you
because i hate you.

I want to know you, better than ,
any one else in the world who knows you
I want to know everything about you,
And I don't want to know ,
what you do and what you have done,
I want to know what you feel,
and what you have felt,
what you think,
and what you have thought.

I know that you'll never tell me,
thats why I hate you,
thats why i have been running away from you,
and it has been very hard to run away from you.

'

Chapter One-The Begining

Day One
It all started in a dusty morning,
the poet went to a park jogging,
it was hard to wake up early,
he never knew,he ll do this so dearly.

The time was of sun rise,
soon it was going to be wise,
is what he believed,
walking between the trees cleaved.

It was the fresh air,
he was feeling within,
he was feeling energized,
walking,glancing here and there.

he felt dust rising beneath,
as he slowly moved ahead,
amazing were the long breaths,
he realized its better to be here then bed.

the wind started blowing up,
trees started trembling,
he suddenly stopped,
he started mumbling.

deep sigh he took,
again moved his feet,
again started to look,
this time was birds fleet.

he saw little children playing,
reminded him his childhood days,
in mud he was always dirtying,
sticking to his body all type of clays.

old wise men were laughing,
some were reciting wise couplets,
some were getting romantic,
all at the age of sixty.

suddenly he realised,waking up,
he is not the only one jogging,
saw the crowd,brisking up,
heard different voices,all mending.

but he was all alone,
talking to himself,
started to drone,
remaining into himself.

The park was long enough,
he was tired,bored,
went back home to stuff
the belly which snore.

Day Two

This was the second day he came,
for him this was something insane,
nothing new was felt in the air,
surely this time, love was in the air.

Today new things to notice were few,
things about which he had no clue,
some new faces he saw,
some new relations he started to plough.

no one was just jogging,
some were talking,singing,
listening to various songs,
the reason for walking so long.

he had no reason ,except to walk,
to get fit and not to talk,
something magnificent he just saw,
she was tall and her hair so dark,
his attention diverted,as she walked,
got imbalanced but she walked,
he trembled,fell like a crock.

mud from all sides surrounded him,
girl's thought surrounded his head,
the white top,the pink skirt,
Oh! god there is so much dirt,
why the hell did i fell,
cursing the devils of the hell
at least i could see the face,
why it always happens in my case!!

Well the poet turned pale,
it might have been a fairy tale,
but he again had to fail,
went home leaving behind a trail.

Going back he looked at his feet,
bruummm!!!they collided in their first meet.
Ya the girl was damn B'ful,
poet was appearing a fool.

Said sorry and brisked up,
started to have hiccups.
but still he was happy as always,
this time he saw the "face".





Third Day
Clock said the time is six,
everything was at place fixed,
the girl was at his right,
poet's face was damn bright.

Emotions at that moment he could't hide,
that there were flowers blossoming inside,
by a glance of flower beside,
they were walking between the flowers on two side.

The moment of there first kiss,
was something more than a bliss.
the way she always smiles,
poet wished they walked for miles.

Something at that time was wrong,
well it had to be wrong,
nothing goes so fast! big! bang! and bong!
he was hearing his mother's voice for long,
"wake up!wake up!seven is the time
see how beautiful the sun shines".
well the sun was still rising,
and not rising from the east,
from the bed,poet was rising,
the dream was a delightful feast,
He waked up,realising the sun,
was rising from the east,
in dream it was so much fun,
reality is n't a feast,but a mere bun.

Sun shining sharply over the head,
tik tok tik the time went ahead,
the day had just started but was over for him
to his mom he said i wanna sleep make the light dim




Fourth Day
Half n hour early he went,
to see the girl of his dreams,
though he was sleep deprived,
in the park,his energy was revived.

He was walking,jogging,waiting,
he was in a lot of desperation,
to meet his hearts elation,
oh god!what an unreal adoration.

For quite long he had waited,
through the trees he waded,
music in his mind serenaded,
but the girl was no where ,
and suddenly;she was here,
he saw her totally unaware.

The moment they exchanged looks,
She gave him a mysterious look,
There were different voices,
there were different noises,
nothing was going into his head,
except the b'ful face,
except the blushing cheeks,
except the astonishing smile,
she was to become his life.

Girl didn't had the same feelings,
he was looking at the shining earings,
after a second she walked ahead,
he wanted the moment to freeze,
she was like,in heaven,a cold breeze
he saw the moon in sun seized.


After both crossed each other,
they went on further,
he started singing,
yes!this is just THE BEGINING


Well the next chapter named The Mysterious Girl which will continue from the fourth day only is coming soon and if u liked this one please do comment and write two lines that u liked the most please....