Blesson Mathew who writes here has sent me some beautiful pictures clicked by him for a collaborative post. Bringing to you a collaboration where the words are mine but the image his! We both hope you like the effort folks!
What Happened to Me?
With kind-hearted compassion the raindrops flushed away the thin layer of dust that covered my face.
I smiled, rejoiced the feeling, twirling and flaunting my neutral garb.
Indistinct and prosaic, you might think. But wait till the world is painted with black ink.
And while I was drowned in memories and feelings, he walked towards me suddenly beaming.
With a smile I did not enjoy, he carefully examined our prides.
And in just a moment, out of my mother’s bosom, he plucked me out without my permission.
Now I know not what happened to me…I can only imagine what I must now be.
Adorning her dark hair to make a famous scene or a gift that would end up in her diary, a dried being.
Or must I have been a charming mortal, that merely eased them out of their own battles?
Wait, maybe I was to wipe away her tears, or I was to play a role in curtailing her fears.
Or I could have ended up later that evening, in her tiny vase, while her smile greeted me and she sat weaving.
Or was I just left behind on that bench, having served my purpose in comprehending his intent?
Of all I could have been and could have seen, here I am dreaming this dream. Wondering whether he fulfilled his cause and wondering what happened to me!
Interesting
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Thank you Ann for stopping by! ^_^
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That was such a delightful read!
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Thank you so much!! I kept wondering what would go well with the picture sent to me for collaboration but then I ended up writing about the flower wondering what could have happened to it!! I’m glad you enjoyed it. Cheers!
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You did it really well.Kudos!
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You’ve left me smiling!! ^_^
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Reblogged this on Blesson Mathew.
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Wonderfully written. Thank u Aishwarya Sivakumar.😊.
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Thank you so much for your kind comment! But the words happened because of the inspiration drawn from your picture! So thank you for extending a hand for this collaborative effort ^_^
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Very beautifully penned! The feelings of a flower that has been plucked couldn’t have been better expressed, I believe.
Keep writing 🙂
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Thank you for such a warm and kind comment! Means a lot to me! Cheers and have a lovely day.
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Thank you Aishwarya. You, too, have a lovely day ahead.
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Absolutely stunning words. Thank you.
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Thank You! Your beautiful comments make all the writing worth it!
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Oh my God…wow ! Brilliantly written piece 🙂
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Thank you so much for visiting! I’m so glad you found the post worth your time.
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Oh it was my pleasure. Will definitely be coming back for more Aishwarya 🙂
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I hope you come back often and find this space worth spending your precious time. ^_^
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Oh yes for sure ! You have got an amazing blog after all 🙂
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Beautiful poetry, this was also a nice share of photography, Aishwarya. Smiles, Robin
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Thank you so much for your kind words Robin. Yes the photograph is beautiful and inspired a bit of poetry out of me I think 😉
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Your poem was wonderful! 🙂
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Thank you Robin, have a lovely day!
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Amazing clicks and you write pretty good. Hope you can checkout my blog here – http://www.jhallidiva.com/free-vs-self-hosted-blog/ & drop your feedback.❤!
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Thank you for your lovely comment and sure, I will drop by your site soon! Cheers ^_^
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This is imaginative and brilliant..i read it two times to enjoy its realness…well done aish….
Shreyans
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Wow that’s a wonderful compliment indeed!! Thanks so much ^_^
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That was so intriguing! 🙂
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Why, thank you!! I woke up to your lovely comment. I’m sure I’m going to have an amazing day today ^_^
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Very imaginative, thoughtful, flowing. You caught something important, and now it is preserved. Two lines especially stand out because they lead beyond the immediate setting (I think):
this one because of its striking image, ” Indistinct and prosaic, you might think. But wait till the world is painted with black ink.” (The last two words combine sound and sense so well! And suggest many possible meanings.)
and this because of the jarring change in rhythm and it’s mysterious implications,, “With a smile I did not enjoy, he carefully examined our prides.” (Makes me think there is more than one meaning to the whole scene–a characteristic of good poetry)
Nice work! It stays.
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Thank you so much Albert for taking the time out to read and absorb my work! Your comment is beautiful and I re-read my poem to re-absorb the moment and the thoughts that provoked me to write this piece.
There is immense joy in being able to share my work with people through the blog and it is wonderful when someone like you comes by and shares a warm comment.
Cheers and have a lovely day!
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