Words drift closer
as worlds drift away
stringing phrases together
as relationships untwine
I construct a poem
as feelings deconstruct
I scramble my memories
as the images disperse
I salvage the past
from its present imperfection
An attempt to capture the essence of my thoughts and put them in bearable prose, or worse (as the unimaginative pun indicates). Not too different from my scribbles on paper, only a lot more legible.
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- Parth
- Father. Writer. Quizzer. Movie geek. Software guy. Music lover. Cricket follower. Dessert consumer.... You get the drift. The whole is the sum of all Parths. Author of 'r2i dreams'. Join the conversation at https://www.facebook.com/r2idreams
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6 comments:
wow. Did u write that? amazing poem.
Ya, I did. I thought I had quoted other people enough on my blog by now :-)
"I salvage the past ,from its present imperfection"
Beautyfully expressed.i always wonder how in a few words u can touch the right chord with feelings,its a god gift i guess:)) i can never do it.Keep posting
Where did that come from, Parth? It is very deep. And very good.And very thought-provoking.
Aarti
My trip to College Station provided the stimulus. What happens when one place exists in parallel universes seperated by time? How you wish that both universes converge, or that they never diverge in the first place? I guess I am not making much sense. I should write about this sometime again in the future.
Please do write about it sometime. Been missing your posts!
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