Fleeting Life ( Micro poetry)
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. View all posts by Megha's World
Reblogged this on Mihran-Kalaydjian Real Talk and commented:
Fleeting Life – this is simply beautiful and amazing…
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Thanks so much Mihrank for the kind reblog.
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Just the necessary reminder to this morning. Thank you, it was lovely!
A quick response:
To feel every single grain
passing in a rush
or tighten your palm to
let it escape in s slow
moving river of sand
eventually remember
your shape the form of
your own hourglass
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To feel every single grain
passing in a rush
or tighten your palm to
let it escape in a slow
moving river of sand
eventually remember
you shape the form of
your own hourglass
it was too quick, lol. now without typos 😀
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Such a beautiful response. Thanks for adding your beautiful words to my poetry.
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Such a wonderful reminder!❤️
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Thanks Richa.Guess what right now I just opened your sunday stills post..haha
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Hahaha.. “Mystical Connection” much! 😉 😛
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Yes absolutely.
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So wise and full of truth!!!
xoxoxo
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Thanks so much Chuck. I guess we all feel the same.
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Beautiful little piece. I like the repeating line about “sand in your hands” throughout the poem.
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Thanks Jaya.A very old writeup of mine.,
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Love everything about this piece. It’s brilliant!
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Thanks so much Ana.I always like your presence on my blog.Keep writing.
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My pleasure! I really love your writing, you already know that 🙂
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Thanks so much my sweet friend.
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this is lovely…. a unique metaphor that you’ve illustrated so eloquently and contemplatively. well done 🙂 xx
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Thanks so much for reading ti with your heart.Life is fleeting indeed.
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Wow wow wow. So beautiful
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Thanks so much Shantanu
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My pleasure
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Reblogged this on Megha's World.
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Megha, your words capture much of spirit of our finite lives.
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Thanks so much Richard
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Absolutely!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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yes, the eternal sands of time…..
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Thanks Ivor for reading
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