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Tuesday, May 29, 2012


FLASHBACK





I was at a river bank
afar from all congeries
Sitting on a rusty bench
rewinding old memories.

Not every pain was hurting
Nor every laugh comforting
Flashing across in a streak
it all seemed overwhelming.

Thoughts already plied over
me n my heart, now heavier
Gray clouds, a heavy wind
In no time did they appear.

Felt I then over my cheek
the descend of a tiny drop
Couldn’t decipher if it was
the drizzle or my tear drop.

I left and I turned around
For one last look n it dawned
All that had been trivial then
Now, had an impact profound.

Like the everyday sunshine
Like the river water, pristine
Each day i lived has made me
which now tastes like old wine.



1 comment:

  1. Anjali,

    Very true. We do not realize how our daily experiences shape us into what we become. Well expressed.

    Take care

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