Changing the trail...A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"A floret tumbler… Of the glass and the crystal- One of her mighty possession- Stood on the shelf- Glorious… Her eyes on it- Many stories to unwind- With those winding creepers- On it’s wall… Its lining- The memoirs of yesteryear… She touched- The feel of being cared… She wiped- The dust of dreary days… And she held- A reflection that smiled… A proud possession… An euphoria to relish! Alas! The gush of wicked wind- Smashed it on the floor, The scattered fragments… She is lost- And lost what she had- Her possession… Desolated… An ambiance- so melancholy… A floret tumbler, hence, Ousted by the bud vase… The lining so different- Revamped from heaven- She thought… A dislodged cheer- A supplanted feeling… A new story to begin with- And a new possession to feel- Proud of... Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini" Photocredits: 1.http://images.fineartamerica.com/images-medium-large/1-red-haired-girl-sitting-on-a-veranda-berthe-morisot.jpg 2.Ribot_Theodule_A_Girl_Arranging_A_Vase_Of_Flowers-1.jpg © 2014 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Author's Note
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Added on December 20, 2014Last Updated on December 20, 2014 AuthorSanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Kathmandu, NepalAbout"When words are stiff and hard to evoke out; they shape themselves as a poem [that last forever] " -Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini" http://sanjeetapokharel.blogspot.in/ When I see the.. more..Writing
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