Friday, April 3, 2009
Chase
Under the bushes and rusty wind,
It left so far, I couldn't find.
I tried to chase it night and day,
In every possible big-small way.
Yet no traces about it were seen,
Grew eyes for its sight very keen.
The fragrance of it was alive in retrospect,
Everything was beautiful till the time it was kept.
Life was so replenished and perfect,
I could never understand then why it had left.
Trying to collect the pieces now broken,
The heart rejoiced some memories open.
With years the memories just went by,
The rhetoric yet remained as 'why'.
As days passed through, it all became faint.
Now on the old walls was quoted a new paint.
Departed far away the gloom,
Flowers again began to bloom.
It got replaced with one worthwhile,
Which also brought in, a package of smile.
Sometimes the change seemed difficult though,
But better was just to let it go.
And there it went under the bushes and wind,
So far, that I just didn't bother to find.
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Nature has a wonder,
ReplyDeletewe call it springs, fall and winter,
memories are like rivers,
let it flow and you will never have to chase another...
Very true Prasad. That's what this poem is about, to let the memories go and get replaced by good and important things in life. Thank you for you comments and stopping by to read the poem.
ReplyDeleteNice poem, keep it up...
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment and for stopping by to read my poem.
ReplyDeleteWonderful lines. Sound so simple, but have got tremendous depth. How peaceful life can be once you comfort yourself with your longings in life, those difficult questions, those haunting memories. Once they are put to rest, and you get a smile back from them, you get new strength to move on in life. A new paint makes everything look colorful. And peace in mind and peace in heart, leaves everything around in a peaceful bliss.
ReplyDeleteNice one Priya, looking forward to more such compositions.
Thank you for your valuable comments.
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