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Sunday, August 4, 2019

OUTSIDE MY WINDOW #WordsMatter



Spring has ended
this one
never returns

Autumn was painful
so much letting go
leaf by leaf
love shed
leaving me barren

Now an endless winter
a snowscaped
colorless misery

outside my window
- the last Juliet!





I received this tag from Shilpa Gupte at Fictionista It’s my pleasure to pass on this tag to Tulika at Obsessivemom There are 47 of us on this Blog Hop and it will be spread over 3 days – 2, 3, 4 August. Do follow the #WordsMatter Blog Hop and prepare to be surprised! 


29 comments:

  1. Nice And Happy Freindship Day To You All...

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  2. That was sad but so beautifully said. The good bit though, is that spring follows winter, without fail.

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  3. That’s how life is you let go but hold on to memories. Lovely poem.

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  4. Beautifully penned down... there is a true lyrical majesty in this post.

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  5. There's so much depth to your words. I especially liked these lines: so much letting go
    leaf by leaf
    love shed
    leaving me barren
    ....
    Loving too much does that to us. Have been there.

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  6. My goodness, your each word has so much depth that I couldnt really stop myself from reading it twice. Especially "Letting go leaf by leaf" one has to automatically pause there once as your grief hits very hard

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  7. Wow, so much hidden in these lines, loved the depth and way of presenting.

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  9. But, the winter too shall end and the world will change its colour. It's what I remind myself each time, that nothing is permanent.

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  10. Beautiful lines, Pooja. So intense! Thanks for participating in the bloghop. Hope you had fun!

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  11. such longing in your words. Fabulous poetry.

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  12. Hi Pooja, I know you through Chronic pain India, however, this is the first time that I am visiting your blog. I am impressed. I loved the poem and it is great to know that your translated the works of Manav Kaul. Hope to keep in touch with you. Warm wishes.

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  13. There was so much depth in these few lines. Fab poetry

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  15. This was beautiful and in your style. Thanks for joining #WordsMatter, Pooja with this poignant piece.

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  16. Sounded sad but felt good to read. Thanks for sharing :)

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