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Wednesday 16 November 2016

Gone With the Wind



The season of beauty 
Has gone with the wind
Leaving behind frosty thorns
Dried, dark petals
That shows no hope.
Promises and memories
Are two sisters at war
Pitted against each other
Within a blink of eyes,
Promises perish in the storm of life,
No attachment or blind ties
And look at memories
They don't leave in hurricanes and earthquakes
Even when your existence is at risk
They can never be gone with the wind.


-Purba Chakraborty
(16.11.2016)



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18 comments:

  1. Alok singhal17 November 2016 at 00:43

    So thoughtful, sometimes I wish bad memories don't come back...why can't they vanish with the hurricanes we experience in the US!

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  2. Saru Singhal17 November 2016 at 01:13

    "Promises and memories
    Are two sisters at war"... this took my breath away. Loved this poem.

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  3. Durga Prasad Dash17 November 2016 at 08:07

    Simply beautiful

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  4. Mansi17 November 2016 at 09:33

    It's so beautifully written, that's how it is the pain might settle in rrhe deepest corner but memories never fade away

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  5. Anupam Patra17 November 2016 at 09:58

    That's how it is. With those memories we live and for everything else we are phantoms. Unconnected. Unconcerned. That's what memories live for. To resist all winds. The line 'promises perish.....' is power of words in its most subtle form.

    Mighty powerful poem, sung in the gentlest tune.

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  6. M S Mahawar17 November 2016 at 10:20

    Very Beautiful!

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  7. जितेन्द्र माथुर17 November 2016 at 10:36

    Aah ! This touching poem is a reality indeed. It has reminded me of a dialog from the Hindi movie Daddy (1991) - 'ZINDAGI YAADON KE SIVAAY AUR HAI HI KYA ?' This poem as well as the poetically expressed thought of yours is invaluable.

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  8. Saumy Nagayach17 November 2016 at 11:32

    This is such a beautifully written poem, Purba! Agree that everything fades away but it's only the memories which remain there with us forever.

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  9. Amit Agarwal17 November 2016 at 13:30

    Frosty thorns..aah yes, indeed!
    Incredibly beeeautiiiful, Purba:)

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  10. Roma Gupta Sinha17 November 2016 at 22:01

    Loved the contrast play buddy which is fantastically weaved in words. You are such a magician.

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  11. Maniparna17 November 2016 at 23:17

    Profound one, Purba. The memories indeed never cease to exist!

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  12. Vishal Bheeroo18 November 2016 at 11:25

    Promises and memories. The words weaved in such a passionate manner and power to your imagination.

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  13. Rajesh18 November 2016 at 12:31

    Very beautiful poem.

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  14. Unknown20 November 2016 at 13:01

    Another awesome one from you purba. Great work

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  15. Arti24 November 2016 at 14:19

    So beautiful and soul touching as always dear... Truly, memories last for a lifetime, sometimes we invite them in while sometimes we wish they were gone with the wind.

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  16. K.A. Acharya26 November 2016 at 04:56

    Memories stay forever... brilliant poem Purba.

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  17. Ananya29 November 2016 at 03:41

    Beautifully penned.. reminds me of pure romance :)

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  18. Mridula1 December 2016 at 12:36

    Beautifully expressed!

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