An ode: to the one that was with me for years

My heart lept with an excitement
as I reached his place
And  my steps felt heavy
with the stench of the romance

I had travelled long many times to
meet him
But today, I could not wait long
to see him

I took the stairs to reach the door
and he was waiting to gently usher me in
I felt the nervousness of
the first time experience

He smiled as my eyes roamed around to see
all neatly placed as i peered thru my hair
He unburdened my hands off the card i got him
and walked me to be comfortable on a chair

My nervousness grew
as I placed myself there 
He had an excited haste, came closer
and leaned over reclining my chair

He gazed into me
and I gazed at him
My face showed all and my eyes grew
He spoke nice and assured it will be fine

He approached so much nearer
I lay my head back and my eyes went dim
I opened my mouth slowly
and closed my eyes for him

I could not explain the feeling in me
The smell was all so close and intense
I have to admit that
Between his hands and me there was no fence

It was my first time
I watched and sensed him moving
Then, I felt the prick
I felt the intense pain

I struggled at the ache
He knew I was scared
Yet he, his passion wanted it
and so he continued his dare

Tears rolled down my cheeks
He looked and said it will be over soon
He continued and I asked him to stop a while
He took himself back and allowed my tears to be gone

Coaxing me, he was on me again
I laid there, taking it without a doubt
And then, the push and a pull and the pressure
It was out!

He was relieved and I lay there to feel fine
we were happy, yes, it’s the truth
For he had almost lost his temper
for the want of a tooth!

I miss my tooth- the one that was with me for years!

written in pain….

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16 Responses

  1. Sarav says:

    Yeah!! I could see how painful it could be!! ๐Ÿ™‚
    Very nice!!

  2. bijoy says:

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    Warm Regards

    Biby Cletus –

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  4. william says:

    just remembered u Roxy….very nicely written….

  5. rocksea says:

    hah rajani, that was written by sarah ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. Rajani says:

    hey, this was written by sarah???

  7. Sibish says:

    hey… good one…

  8. shilpa says:

    he hee…hey didz this onez too gud !

  9. sarah says:

    hehe, true Roxy dear. That guy took my tooth! Wwwwaahhh! :p
    Thanks Geetha ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. Geetha says:

    Beautifully written, sarah! ๐Ÿ™‚

  11. rocksea says:

    hehe. i got these as forward today:

    If dentists make films, the title of the movies will be –
    *Daant ho na ho!
    *Jaanam brush karo!!
    *Aa ab daant clean karen!!!
    *Kabhi teeth kabhi gum!!!!
    *Humara daant aapke paas hai!!!!!

    I think the last one is so true w.r.to the poem ๐Ÿ˜‰

  12. sarah says:

    sure Manu! ๐Ÿ˜€ you remind me of how my papa used to trickly pull out my tooth using a thread. i used to almost sleep in his sweet talks adn then “thock” there comes out the teeth, hanging like a white pearl on a blood stained thread! hehe

  13. MANU says:

    Now i remember how trickly i pulled my son’s teeth.. by telling stories… tying thread on it…..like that. thank you for giving nostalgic feelings….

  14. rocksea says:

    and there was the boy who tied a long string to his tooth and tied the other end to the door knob. he didnt notice that the door opened inwards.. he ended up loosing more than what was asked for ๐Ÿ˜€

  15. sarah says:

    Interesting to know. Oh I had loose paining tooth once. Did not take me to the dentist. Just made me sit beside my brother. One hard blow from him ( acidentally) and I could not find that teeth again! It was lost wihtout trace or pain. haha… we ended up laughing. The wonder part? Well, where did that teeth go!!!!?

  16. rocksea says:

    in my dads place we had a doctor, he was not a dentist but once i was taken to him for my loose-n-paining tooth. he checked my mouth, cracked some jokes and then told us that we can go. i stood there wondering why he told that without plucking my tooth. then only he showed the tooth which he had stealthly plucked while talking to me! still remember it like a wonder hehe.

    love your poem sarah. you have metaphorized your tooth plucking to a painful love making

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