You are lost in your thoughts
Of yesterday of tomorrow,
You are strayed in the places
Of darkness and you cringe
To see a morrow.
Adrift, you lie here
Forgetful of my presence,
You pretend to be beguiled
With a smile I fake
As you miss my every said sentence.
The times you drugged me
Your sip of care and affection,
Addictive to your touch
As you fondled my lips and hair
And your showcase of overprotection.
The nights we stayed up
Your eyes fixed on mine,
Endless talks and giggles I cherish
With a heart pounding inside, I thought
You and I, forever this spark will shine.
Your absence corroded me then
And now a matter of peace
Of familiarity, of belongingness and loved,
I recreate the memories of what you were
For your presence is what stings me now.
Lovely..liked last lines more I recreate the memories of what you were
For your presence is what stings me now.
Perfect use of both prompt.
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I am delighted…. 🙂 🙂 ❤
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I can feel an immediate connection with this. I have gone through a terrible time where I faced exactly what is said here.
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My heart goes with you. It is weird indeed, how at first we are asked to change and then complained about why we changed.
But people do change. It is ongoing and inevitable. What remains constant is emotion attached to the memories we possess which of course takes a strong heart to hold onto. May you have enough courage to retain the beauty of what grew in your heart.
Take care love ❤ ❤ ❤
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Times so challenging..😔😔 I would say this time is something we never ever wish for, but the way you have beautifully elucidated the torment of this phase is worth a read..!!
Also, I would just like to say, the way you have embraced the beauty of what you have/don’t have now is not what everybody else can practically do. Not sating much, I would be glad to see more of your verse .. ❤️❤️
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You are a sweetheart Palak.
It is my humble pleasure to have you going through the writs.
Lots of love ❤ ❤
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Same to you sweetie😊😊❤️
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Last lines r super ..😊😊
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thank you… 🙂
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I love the way the last paragraph twists and finishes off the poem:
“Your absence corroded me then …..
For your presence is what stings me now.”
It’s like a perfect circle
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And I continue to spin in this circle formed… 🙂 🙂
I am happy you loved it. Thank you so much for your feedback,
Much appreciated.
Stay connected.
❤
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An amazing job by you!!!😊
Beautifully presented😘😁❤️
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I m much delighted you like it Aaradhya….. 😊
you got a beautiful name btw…. 😊
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Thanks!! 😊😁
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Stay connected!!
😊😊
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Of course!!😃👍🏻
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You are a really creative presenter and I’m really happy, that you stopped by my blog!!!
😊💜
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You are kind to say that.
Thank you so much for your love sweetheart. 💗
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😁💖😘
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And also I’ve written this blog called The Story Of “Her”, which I guess you’d like!!😁😇
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I am sorry but I did not get you.
Are you referring to one of your blog post? Then please do share the link.. I would love to read.. 🙂
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yeah… okay:)
https://atblogsforlife.wordpress.com/2017/09/26/the-story-of-her-2/
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Did you read it??
Honestly, i didn’t want to refer or something, i just thought you might like it, as that story is also close to my heart as the previous one… 🙂
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I will definitely do that….
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😀
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Ouch, so poignant and “relatable”!
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Thank you 💗💗
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