Of illusions and deceits...

She ponders…

Of illusion and deceits...

She holds...

That tiny bud,

And smells,

She know it’s not hers,

For it shall bloom one day

And perish…

She hushes…

A moon in the sky,

And she;

Moon may delude-

To possess the stars!

And the stars shall never bother

For the possession of delusion

Shall perish, someday!

She comprehends…

Nothing was hers,

And nothing it will be…

It’s just a game of this nature;

She played

That she got lost 

In the hope of being found 

And never got noticed…

She observes…

A child;

A child detaches

Even after a long play-

She never learnt

To be the one;

For she knew to whom

She is attached

Shall bid a bye, someday!

Still she tried to cherish…

The moment that was never

Her,

And happily accepted

The part of being hurt!

And concealed the wound

That shall never heal…

She cried with no tears

When the last moment,

That she enjoyed in,

Departed from her

And she was left with nothing

But just the dead-memories…

It was just a hide-and-seek,

Life played with her…

Where she hides in the shadow, now!

And never wished to be found…

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

CES-IISc-4th-Dec-2013-12:15am

To the blankness of my mind

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Reviews

[Dayran]

In that hidden part of us ... we find stored ... a great many things. Secrets big and small ... decisions made ... regrets ... good intentions that never saw the light. In coming to understand life's play ... in connection with her ... she may have made some new friends. These friends may be a little older ... but they know what she knows today. A poem that will make many friends.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thanks, Dayran :)

[Aethereal]

This poem gives me the impression that none of us really exist at all since we're always becoming something that never truly incarnates.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Gratitude :)

[Mary C]

This is great, I adore the way you have expressed this

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thanks Mary :)

[Coyote Poetry]

"Where she hides in the shadow, now!
And never wished to be found…"
I like the complete poem. The above lines are my favorite. Easy to become invisible in a life. The game of hide and see is played often. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thanks Coyote :)

[khalid]

i loved the image you have used words to take. very nice poem...

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thank you Khalid :)

[Leslie Philibert]

A poem of quality, from poet I like, and a land I admire and visited many years ago...

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

:) Thank you.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A dream really, that you walk us through, terrifying and surprising, well done.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Gratitude :)

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

A deep and profound meditation. I'm happy that you were able to remember and share as much as you did; and with such compelling words and lyric phrasing.

100 blank minds applaud

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thank you :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this reminds me of how emily dickinson had fantasies of men, but nothing in reality since she was so reclusive...and when we dream it is safer...what we lose we never really had in the first place.

thoughtful poem...really like this one a lot.

jacob

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thanks, Jacob.