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Empty Platform

Alone, She stands on the platform Watching trains go by A traveler she is not Just someone who is lost   Had alighted here long ago Suffered a blow to the heart And left behind to wonder   Did she…

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Wounds of Time

  Wounds of time   Once upon a time, long ago in Bombay. A happy girl was born, into a loving family, on a lucky January day.   She stole her dad’s heart, the moment she first smiled. Seasons changed,…

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Sulekha’s Book-Spine-Poetry

S is for Book-Spine-Poetry by Sulekha 🙂  AtoZchallenge This is the second year in a row that I am attempting to write Book-Spine-Poetry.   Social Potpourri – An Anthology Chicken soup for the writer’s soul The Notebook Three Sisters Those…

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Lucks

Lucks, looksy, and a myriad of other terms of endearments were often used by my dad to address me, his daughter-Lucky. How I had loved hearing these sweet nicknames my father used to make up. When he was ecstatic on…

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Daddy, I Love You.

Dearest dad, I don’t miss you because you live in my heart. I have also forgiven myself for not being at the hospital because I know you would have forgiven me too. You believed in seeing the good in people…

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Calendar on the wall

Calendar on the wall.   Sia glanced at the calendar hanging crookedly on the wall. The rusty nail  almost falling out of the crudely drilled hole in the wall of her study. It reminded her of her life and her…

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My Sacred Space

       Memories of people I love, places I was happy in and things I collected then, are all part of the special place I retreat into everyday to rejuvenate and replenish my soul. The songs we sang as…

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Tortured Soul

Your long awaited call, took my breath away. I forgot all the things, that I had wanted to say.   I listened to you speak but, heard only my heart beat. Your voice touched the, part of my soul which…

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You miss your valentine

You miss your valentine   When you see birds soaring in the sky, a rose bud blushing at your touch. When you hear the nightingales sing, the water in the stream gushing by.   The fresh footprints in the sand,…

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A Young Boy Standing By The Sea.

BlogFest2012 Photo Prompt: Today, you are asked, by http://www.mydistanthusband.blogspot.in/2012/10/a-boy.html to look at the photo below, and think about what thoughts come to your mind. Write those thoughts down, for others to read, to experience. A young boy, looks out at the ocean.…

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Guest Posts

Anguish

This is a guest post by Poonam.   How could I be alive ? Why am I not dead? These were the thoughts rushing in her mind as she sat next to her father’s lifeless body, her father ,her mentor,…

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