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| Meghna Kaul |
The Flashes of Memory
The crimson petals that open and spread
The dew that muzzles the flower’s bed
The night that veils stars in its embrace
The shy eyelids that droop on a blushing face
The dizzying drops of heaven
that flash on fist and then are blurred
The river that saunters to mingle in sea
The dreams that linger on a balmy sleep
The cattle led to meadow
Sheperd’s pride
The peacock in the neighbourhood in its nimble flight
I turn and turn to capture the fleeting sight
The baby nestling in my arms
the touch of piety reaches the deepest calm
few seconds seem to surpass the serenity of a sacred psalm
The pot on the terrace bears deadly winds
the solitary leave flutters and fights
in this lone battle of strength in strife
vulnerable to gales, she has only self faith
Oh! I wish I could keep it safe
buried mid the pages of eternity
the flickering flashes that touch and flow
in the layers of memories they grow
If I could keep them ceased
but they slip like sand from the grasp
a transient breath upwards leaves
or a prayer towards the heaven pass
the trivials of life have depth infinite
nothing is everlasting in this world
So I soak my pen and write indelible
If nothing remains visual in my fragmented memories
My words soaked in emotions will always be with thee
Beautifully expressed the precious treasured moments .their transient nature like sand slipping from a fist.Meghna good going .
ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed the precious treasured moments .their transient nature like sand slipping from a fist.Meghna good going .
ReplyDeletebeautiful poem
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DeleteWhat a lovely expression
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