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At times we have everything,
Yet something keeps missing…!

For spaces too hold a place…
Spaces… holding memories’ case..

Memories.. which bring smile…
Make the case even more fragile..!

Dearest ones leave reminiscences..
And intensify the burden of their absence..!

Pondering makes the decisions weak,
Makes one feel helpless and meek..!

True... choices define our lives…
Don’t be so greedy..
No one forever survives..!

Laugh out loud .. and understand ..
Why some smile and some pretend..!

Pray for the best but believe more..
Beliefs are magical in healing sores!

Have faith on time..It may vacate the space..
If it doesn’t, you are as good as an ace !


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  1. AkankshaApril 20, 2012 at 5:10 PM

    "Dearest ones leave reminiscences..
    And intensify the burden of their absence..!

    Pondering makes the decisions weak,
    Makes one feel helpless and meek..!"

    Loved it....
    Another instance when I feel like saying "You are an ace at poetry!!!"

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  2. deepApril 20, 2012 at 5:48 PM

    Veerrryyyy beautiful poem ... loved it :) Feels good to read your compositions, it was almost 4 months!!

    Btw nice photo.. kahan se dhaapi??

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  3. Richa ChauhanApril 20, 2012 at 6:48 PM

    Thank you so much AK and Deep :) !!

    and photo.. Google pe 'silence' search kar rahi thi to kahin andar andar jake mili..

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  4. CYNOSUREApril 20, 2012 at 7:53 PM

    that was beautifully composed...simply WOW...
    loved the line "Why some smile and some pretend"... :)

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  5. Shivam ThakurApril 26, 2012 at 11:12 PM

    When I read these, I wonder if all of us are in the same state.. :) We choose to believe all which we were taught not to push our faiths into; and if none has ever survived then why do we fool ourselves with beliefs which will someday turn out to be another source of disappointment??
    This one was amazing.. It was perhaps the shortest of all yet it was deep at most of the places..

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  6. Bharadwaj Gopal VidyasagarMay 9, 2012 at 6:04 PM

    Lovely poem.
    Refelection of the kind of person that you probably are. Those close to you can judge better than me as I may miss some feelings and just run my eyes over the words.

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  7. Richa ChauhanMay 14, 2012 at 5:18 PM

    @Shivam : Thankyou bhai :) God bless us ;) !!
    @Bharadwaj: I appreciate your honest feedback :) !!

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  8. youngsoulMay 20, 2012 at 11:32 AM

    Very nice composition

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  9. Vivek OtariAugust 13, 2012 at 11:21 AM

    Liked...:)

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  10. Richa ChauhanAugust 13, 2012 at 11:28 AM

    Thanks Vivek :)

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