Watch and Listen to a Reading of the Poem by me.
The wind once more smells of the distant sea,
as last night’s petrichor bemoaned a hazy dream.
In that dream I saw palaces succumb
to the inevitable beats of time’s ancient drums,
almost like a metaphor of my life,
churning white foam in the throes of a foolish strife!
For the rain I throw my windows ajar
and let the cascading drops trace my benumbed skin,
it never fails to make me remember
those monsoon days when I was alive with a dream!
Is that the wind’s groan I hear all around
or my heart’s refusal to accept destiny?
How much do I owe my life to that sound,
I must know for once and all to set myself free!
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Simply astonishing dear friend.
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thanks a lot!
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You deserve it.:)
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that is very kind of you!
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May those drops seep into your soul , letting new hopes sprout and may there be verdant labyrinths of dreams there , through which you wander and find all that you aspire and deserve .
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Reblogged this on Books and More.
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thanks a lot!
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Superbly written… way to go…man!!!
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I am humbled!
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Awesome as always Amit.
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thank you for such kindness!
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Pleasure 🙂
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powerful
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Simply beautiful
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thank you!
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This poem is beyond words of praise, every line makes a mark in your mind. It is so Beautiful! 🙂
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thank you for such hearty praise!
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This deserves such praise!! 🙂
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😀 I am humbled!
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Every word I love
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thank you my dear fellow poet!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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🙂
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