Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Walls That Held True



walls that held true
for years
now crumbled
grumbled
bit by bit
on the couch
kitchen
floor

time
licked the wound
a passive nod
a worn out smile
on quaked shore

a sigh
and memories drizzled
embraced
where once they wove stories
now, trust laughed misplaced


This Poem is shared with Magpie Tales.



30 comments:

  1. time
    licked the wound
    this is so beautiful.The walls that were freshly painted are now crumbling and grumbling and so are the memories.

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  2. Brilliantly essayed the story of pictured- damaged wall...

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  3. Really well written Amrit, awesome.

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  4. That was nice.!
    Time licked the wound :)

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  5. I really loved the first stanza...
    Nice one!

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  6. Ah the memories this place must hold, the stories it could tell if only it could talk...

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  7. standing walls have ears and crumbling walls tell those stories, it is a bittersweet feeling...

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  8. "time licked the wound of a passing nod"...love.

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  9. 'trust laughed, misplaced' - I love that.

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  10. Amrit this a nicely woven poem. The photo complements it very aptly. The following lines are very touching.
    time
    licked the wound
    a passive nod
    a worn out smile
    on quaked shore

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  11. I can only but agree with all the above comments! Fascinating work!

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  12. Great picture and apt words.....beautiful!!

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  13. Awesome post .i hope everybody will like your post

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