“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.”
― Rumi
I’m looking fervently
for that limestone shade
those
crisscrossing lines
where our dreams
hope
desires
intersects
as we follow our own trajectory
but still,
they interject;
forming a
a pattern of the love
and its everlasting
ephemeral touch
those criss-cross
that weaves the fabric of love
latching my dreams and hope
in every loop, knot, and hold
that junction where our
souls
though different in the essence,
dance and whirls
to their own tunes
like a diffident swirling dervish
carrying that sweet zephyr of life
to the same song
joined at the hip
I wishfully hope
our life
intersects.
–Megha
Published by Megha's World
I’m a mother of a smart and energetic seven-year-old. I started expressing myself creatively since the last two years. Since then I have been continuously inspired by events in my life and around me which has helped me in penning my thoughts.
I’m an avid reader, loves to sing, an ardent lover of poetry and sometimes can scribble few lines too. Loves to dance in the rain, have an undying love for nature, can watch the beautiful sunset for hours. Love to kiss and hug my loved ones.
I have worked in the IT field for almost a decade as a manager, worked crazy hours and traveled around the world. In that busy schedule, I never got the time to creatively express my thoughts. Now every time I finish a poem, free verse anything it fills me with so much happiness and excitement and a feeling to have created something of my own. I’m planning to post at least one creation of mine weekly.
Lastly, a million thanks to all who visit, like or follow my tiny bits of creation.
Every time you do that, I get to know one more beautiful person in my life and get the chance to see their creation too.
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So true. Great writing!
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Thanks so much for appreciating my work.
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You are welcome!
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Ah, these words.
Love them.
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Thanks Devika.The thought of looking for things common in people we want to fall in love with,inspired me to write this.Glad you liked it.
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The beauty and tragedy of intersections is that they aren’t an end to either road, but neither do the roads coalesce. They just happen to share a moment, a small piece of each other.
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Yes, you definitely got my underlying emotion for the poem…its based on the small things we look for people we love just to be part of their lives.Thanks for reading and commenting.
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For those path to meet – god speed
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Thanks Shantanu.This is same poem I wrote when we talked about finding something common in people we love.Do you remember?
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Yes, I do and you beautiful put it in words
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Thanks.You are part of the inspiration.
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Thanks 😊
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You weaved the expressions so beautifully in words💕
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Thanks so much Yasmin.Are you posting these days? I dont get any new poets from you.
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My pleasure dear❤
I am only posting a flower a day picture😄
Was very busy with Eid celebration.So haven’t written in a while😊
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Oh..Shoot I forgot to wish you on EId!! I wished my other blogger friend who is a muslim too. Happy Eid to you as well Yasmin!!
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Thank you so much Megha😀❤🤗
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Beautiful words. I love the wistfulness in the last lines.
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I love your beautiful poetry!🙂
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Thanks so much for reading
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