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Monday, 19 October 2015

Old Bench

Day 19- OctPoWriMo 2015

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I was blessed to hear their
Sweet innocent gibberish nothings
They adorned me with
Buckets full of garden earth
I was freshly painted then
Full of life and valour

I was proud to witness their
First acquitted zealous kiss
They promised a lifetime forever
With love and passion
I was young then
Full of energy and vibrant

I was emotional to see them
Exchanging vows under the tree
Assurances for togetherness
Building faith and affection
I was aging gracefully
With fearlessness

I was thrilled to know their blossoms
Twins were they
Exact replica of their mother
Jovial as their blood relation
I was getting old
Yet I was as alive as I could be

I was elated to feel them growing
Soon standing tall
As handsome as they could be
Now showing more traces of their father
I was happy
To see my family growing

I was greeting the old couple after long
They seem drained of life
Their kids with family of their own
Had discarded them out of their lives
I am one with them old,
Exhausted and secluded.

~19/10/2015~


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OctPoWriMo 2015

14 comments:

  1. Perfect portrayal of the passage of time!

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  2. Poignant and true. The world needs more compassion in these hours of strife.

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    1. Yes Sunita ..all the time this particular thought hurts me a lot.

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  3. I just love the progression of this, falling like leaves. Mournful.

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    1. Yeah De .. Mournful but it is the truth too..

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  4. That's sad, but beautifully penned.:)

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    1. hmm .. kaash hum sab actually samjh paate iss dard ko.

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  5. I love this. This is beautifully evocative.

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  6. A sad tale so well told, great write.

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