Walls

Walls

A Poem by Arabdha

How do I go back
to the blank walls...?

Once in time they had boasted
of the lofty hues of
pride and glory..

Affection abounded thy
floors beneath..
as mirth had breathed into the
air around...

Embalmed in your bodice..
were my mortal memories-
ages that spoke of life
and love..

Through your windows-
now decadent..
had streamed in sunshine colors
-joy and vitality...

The hues have now weathered down..
drained you of your pride..
you stand with a battered
stance...

The last shreds
of your defense are giving in--
the bounty of
yesteryears you grieve..

Time is but a
nihilistic reserve...
and what was treasured
in your prime--

now is but an anachronism
sublime..

your pleading voice still
beckons my deranged soul--
confounding me at times..
but tell me..
how do I go back?

when you are but just a relic
of what you were..






© 2013 Arabdha



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Arabdha
Thank you for reading !

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"The last shreds
of your defense are giving in--
the bounty of
yester years you grieve.."
Regret and grieve are lesson to make us better and wiser if we are lucky. A powerful poem. A lot of internal thoughts and struggle. A excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arabdha

4 Years Ago

Thank you so much Coyote...your review makes my day :-)



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oh when memories are formed well before their time. Nicely written. I enjoy the flow. It reads very smoothly from start to end.

Posted 8 Months Ago


very interesting write for sure, nicely done, very gently depressing which is difficult to do.

Posted 3 Years Ago


What a beautiful write. Keep it up!

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice write, I like this part:
"Through your windows-
now decadent..
had streamed in sunshine colors
-joy and vitality..."


Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arabdha

3 Years Ago

Thank you for reading :-)
Profound!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arabdha

4 Years Ago

Thank you so much !
Of such things are our memories made. And even as things fade out, some memories for reasons unknown grow stronger with time. Exquisite.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arabdha

4 Years Ago

Thank you so much for going through 'Walls' ...memories of such moments are what keep us alive !
your pleading voice still
beckons my deranged soul--
confounding me at times..
but tell me..
how do I go back?

when you are but just a relic
of what you were..

so much depth... well written. thumbs up

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Time is an amazing thing.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Good job. Your word choice was very powerful. Great job!


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arabdha

4 Years Ago

thats kind of you...thank you ! :-)

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Added on February 20, 2013
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Tags: nostalgia, love, loss, memories, life, death, introspection, time

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Arabdha
Arabdha

Bangalore, Karnataka, India



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