Shadow

The past and the future

All those legends of your liveliness and courage,
Entered in my bones as ants,
Forming me the ant hill,
Like a newly wedded girl's bangle's lyric,
Chanting day and night,
I don't understand,
There must be some other word,
Which can decipher envy and love in sync,
The more I envied, the more I loved,
The more I loved, the more I envied,
You wished, just as all parents do,
I failed, and left it,
For some other day to discover,
When a friend told,
I should quit,
I cannot be more than a shadow,
With you,
I can agree to these words, but
Can future shed its past?
And there is nothing more magical,
In my life,
Than solace of your love,
So I went, to not go.

Reviews

[Sreenath]

this took me a two time read to figure out the inner meaning of this piece. this is extremely superb poem.
which has intriguing thoughts revolving around the whole theme
something which has an essence of mystic sadness , or lack of hope.
hard choice of words makes this piece to tie together...
even though the last line seemed to be little messy but on the go its a splendid write
enjoyed reading it ............ peace :)

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot sreenath

[Avinash]

Most of the failed love stories had their fairy tale moments. Each one of us go and revisit those moment nevertheless there is nothing left for us. It is a poignant tale of lost love.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thank a lot Avinash

[J.M. Santós]

Beautiful piece, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Had to read it twice as well to really feel what you were portraying. Thank you for sharing!

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thankyou so much :)

[Baby Ricochet]

Love the first two lines. Great poem

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot Baby R

[Maglia Weaver Twill]

"All those legends of your liveliness and courage,/Entered in my bones as ants,/Forming me the ant hill,/Like a newly wedded girl's bangle's lyric,/Chanting day and night..." Beautiful culture, with the newly wedded girls and this is quite some praise given. Who is it that becomes legend for liveliness and courage? What a good name to have! Why you should not be formed at an ant hill, though

[hardeep sabharwal]

:), This poem when. I started I want to write on a father and a son, but it came in this way out,read more:), This poem when. I started I want to write on a father and a son, but it came in this way out,
thankyou for a nice review

[Pushkar Prabhat]

WoW!!!
beautiful expressions!!!!
so many lovely lines here.....couldn't single out just one.
Time is the only measure and perspective.
i loved it!!!
:)

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thankyou so much Pushkar

[Dilan Gunawardana]

Really evocative piece, loved the imagery of the anthill and the 'sound' of the bangle. Nice work

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thankyou so much for the review :)

[Sindu]

Interesting views... The dodging emotions and decisions. The past and future are all but time and with time, everything changes. Nice work here

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thankyou so much sindu

[June Fowler]

" And there is ........to not go.!" Hummmm......well its true , very difficult to forget and leave the past, but life must go on, so nothing is more magical than the solace of the memories of the one u had once loved.
U have written it very nicely. I like it.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot June, thankyou for liking

[Luximir]

Very interesting way of writing this, liked it a lot. Thank you for the share! :)

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thankyou so much :)