There comes the path yet again, clear as ever
Though I don’t recall the last time I walked on it
Gosh! Another thorn prick on my feet
But wait!!! didn’t it happen ages ago?
Yeah, ages ago… the phantom pain so real!!!
In this misty stillness, I still feel the breeze
That lured me into this heaven I created…
A heaven that I name mine and I don’t recall why.
I know that I know this way,
The way I remember a loving memory-
A warm rush of emotions, a kind prayer…then forgotten
And shelved once again,
To be remembered an eternity later
Seems I’m strolling here in some forgotten memories of mine
Or am I part of a recalled memory for the path and all it holds???…
Thank you for reading 😊😊
This is lovely! ❤
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Thank you so much 🤗🤗 I’m glad you liked it..
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Love the dream like, surreal feel of your poem Roshni. Great use of this image for your poem. Thanks for joining in
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Thank you, Sadje. 🤗🤗
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You’re welcome my friend
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Beautiful…
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Thank you dear HS🤗
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So beautiful Roshni! The last line was perfect, it stole my heart❤ Wow!!
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❤❤ Thank you Ishita!!!
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😊❤
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Mysteriously beautiful
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Thank you Jude😊😊
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Such a pleasure 🌼
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This is really beautiful 🙂
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Thank you😊
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