Precious rustling silk
grappled tightly
with the joy of being found
Only to realize,
the silk was sand..
slipping by
from fingers, of long awaited hunger
with eyes, behind smiling disbelief..
and tears that silently stained the cheek
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Yet,
..some grains adhere,
deep into crevices-
fine lines of life and more..
Seen only, though, when..
ready to let go.
Sand collected,
in the vessel of time...
Few grains at a time..
only when,
ready to let go...
ready to open the fist
and let go...
And you there reading,
Smiling, reading
always knew..
Was only me
taking time,
to learn this well..
Taking my time
to understand this well..
Thoughts?
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humz.. Author box me describe karti na..
its very well penned.. I remember your last write.
this one is just awesome.
ap boht acha likhti hain
by
the poet of hearts and beautiful words
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Wow a poem for me from Ms Me and I seem to have missed it for a few days. -- I'd like to be a sticky grain. ---- You have such insight, wonderful. --- Thank you (more please)
----- I've just finished reading a novel called 'Addition' by Toni Jordan. It's such a quirky entertaining read, I'm sure you'd love it. --- A review: http://book-chic.blogspot.com/2009/05/review-addition-toni-jordan.html
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You'd like to be a 'sticky grain' .. I hope and pray to God that you always stay that way.. and I can be the same to you too.. Miss your 'teaser stories' a lot btw..
I checked the link, the book looks very interesting! Quirky sounds right! Just what I'd like to read..
thank you!
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hey.......this one's an awsum write!! I enjoyed.. though m not used to reading un-rythmethmatic poem
but this one seems to be a nice piece!! Like the manner in which you have done the word formation!!!
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Thanks moksh :-) :-)
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Ah, and do your friends, they take time to learn well and each time we read what friends write, it feels like we share a bit of their lives. Lovely thoughts here dear Kunjal
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Thank YOU!
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