Carved out of pain,
Marked by happiness,
Softened by desire,
Sculpted by envy,
Polished by pride,
Pushed by hurt,
Called upon by loneliness,
It slips out of the alcove,
And spills at the altar
The first comment that i got for this poem more than an year back was,
[you love to play with words] :-)
Fond memory{I had gone to meet my wizard for the first time to his office, n we were friends then}...how the moment all comes back. so vivid...it seems it was yesterday n i have come a long way since then...
11 comments:
i still love the way you love to play with words... and i love you :)
You do love to play with words :)
A very well written poem.
Time flies by when you are in love :)
Lots of love to both of you :)
Stay Beautiful...!
Marked by happiness
Pushed by hurt,
Called upon by loneliness,
what called ..."A TEAR"
hmmmm in one Word, this POEM ExPreSsinG TEARS(well maybe of the Poetess or Readers..depnds)..is
-MaGnificent-.
as far as i think THE PASSING YEARS can NEVER Dimnishes the Feelings(awesome and heart'ly..) of the writer(lik u said bout a year passed).
Good Work shall always be Appreciated.
Think you are Enjoying most happy Moments and Continud Memories(fond mem...ha ha) with ur WIZARD.
GOD BLESS Both of YOU.
Keep the nice work continued.
what else..oh ya i am on or..t.
you can mail me at INDIANPANEER@YAHOO.CO.IN for the link..bye Deepti.
this is poignant and beautiful....
How beautiful!!! all the colours of a tear so beautifully expressed
wow beautifully woven!
Keshi.
You sure do love to play with words ;)
and you are a master at it!
GBU
Arti
the poem is so soothing...i wish i could write such poems...gr8
ummm hi..
And it brought a smile on my face. :)
it brought SMILe on eveyones Face..hi..whats up..where are u ..so long..
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