Lost,
Are the
Dreamer’s
dreams..
As life
unfolds
A bigger
picture....
That era is
long gone.
Nauseating
memories,
Do I really
remember?
To be gentle
with myself today..
Forgetting fears that hold me back sometimes,
As I step
into my darkness again.
I pray to
the lord to give me strength,
To go back
in time and let go..
Of
fragmented realms of pain,
Indistinctly hurting..
Indistinctly hurting..
Shadowy
glimpses,
All-smudged and
blurred,
In the moist,
Twinkling,
Eyes.
~~payal~~
~~payal~~
P.S." Remember" was the prompt and I tried double etheree for the first time..
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The double etheree was a lovely fit for this. I'm seeing a commonality in many of our poems today. Eight must be significant to us all...
ReplyDeleteYes,On some common grounds,eight must be significant to us all..
DeleteNIce one.
ReplyDeleteThanks Philo..
DeleteVery coo, Payal. I haven't tried this form before. Nice job. Thank you. xoA
ReplyDeleteEven I tried this form for the first time..:)
DeleteI must try this format. And yes, I think it sucked for a few of us to be eight. :( X
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Yes..try this format..its interesting. :)
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