“how sad and bad and mad it was – but then, how it was sweet”
― Robert Browning
Hidden between the pages
of my favorite book
or lying
as crushed petals
between those folds
scenting and filling up
my senses
will all the nostalgia
all the days and nights
there have been
and many more
Sleeping quietly as wrinkles
between the sheets
or engraved as
freckles on my skin
counting your memories
it touches and
leaves me
gasping for more
Every time I inhale
that fresh whiff
of that cologne
rubbed off my skin
I’m being pulled
towards you
feeling alive evermore
Stretching and
arching my back
balancing my love on my
toes I gave
myself to you
once more
Floating away in your embrace
and counting the steps
locked in our gaze
the whole day comes
alive to me
when I take a whiff of
your old favorite tee.
Photo by Pascal Brokmeier on Unsplash
This post is in response to the daily prompt Mnemonic
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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What a lovely little verse!! Could picture it as I read it. 🙂
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Thanks Radhika.Happy that it spoke to you.
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🙂
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you so much
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WOW~ This was amazing writing. 🙂
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Thanks Beckie.You are always kind and supportive
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YOu’re the one that’s doing the writing, I’m the one that is truly enjoying it. 🙂
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haha so sweet of you to say that.
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Excellent write.
the arching of the back
” I gave
myself to you
once more”
“engraved as
freckles”
favorite books with crushed petals
pressing of a nature.
i Love it, i’m totally going flower pressing sometime this month now.
well penned.
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I’m honored.You have pointed out the lines from my poems meaning it spoke to you.
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This is lovely Megha! I particularly love “balancing my love on my
toes”
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Thanks, Christine.Thanks for reading.
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Oh my…so beautiful, this had me sighing, swooning.
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Thanks so much for appreciating
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Most welcome.
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Hey!
I wanted you to know that I have nominated for the Liebster Award. Let me know if you choose to accept it and if you want to know more about the rules for the award, here’s the link to my post:
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Thanks for the nomination.
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Surprising what this form of art called “poetry” can do. So many emotions and expressions conveyed using just words.. Fabulous!
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Thanks so much for appreciating.
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Reblogged this on Megha's World.
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Aww, so nice to start the day with such wonderful words. Thank you! 🌞
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Thanks so much for saying that I can wrap up my day nicely now
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Fascinating poem! Nice selection of images! Got more than just one sense in there.
It interests me nostalgia makes you feel alive. it is either neutral to me, or it makes me feel old and near death. I guess there must be different ways we feel it.
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Yes , nostlagia brings different flavors to mind.Thanks so much for reading Paul.I appreciate you time spent on my blog.
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So romantic and moving! Loved the way you captured “nostalgia”!!
xoxoxo
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Thanks so much Chuck. We all get nostalgic at some time in our life.
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Lovely imagery!
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Thanks so much
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Love this!👍🏾
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Thanks so much
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You’re welcome!
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