Crumpled dress, Messed-Up hair, Semi-organised thoughts. Quite often she has hanged her dreams onto the edge. She has written many stories. She has lived many lives In those stories. There were chapters In which she had to keep running. Before she could reach the finishing line, She ended up landing to a new starting point, Each time. Many pages of her book Were taken by others. Few of them, she has kept passionately. While she hoped to wash off the rest. Her fingers are stained - - Inked - Blue and black. But when you meet her, Hold her hand And kiss those fingers. When you meet her, Know that you are her 'then-after' And the 'Hero' of her book.
Would i be wrong if i said that’s the most beautiful thing i read today…. no i am sure i wouldn’t….
Few lines are really touching like many pages…..
Poignant….
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Thank You, Shaggy. These words made my day too. 😊
How have you been? Long time.
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Haha very pleased to know that…..
I am doing awesome thankyou…..
Yea… Diwali and stuff…..
Btw happy Diwali.
Hope you too are doing well??
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May I know why did you used this style of writing?
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Talking about the style of writing, Trust me, I don’t even know about the styles. I just kept on going with the flow with which my fingers typed in 25 Mins! 😊😊
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😂😂… Don’t know what to say… But yeah I like ur posts..but this one actually a mind puzzle to me… Little weak in this..
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I can try a little to make it simple for you.. bear with me if I complex it further.
This post is about any person who is in continuous process of writing the story of her life. Despite the phases, different chapters, many good..some bad.. the writer still waits for the ‘Hero’ of her story who would see all those stains she has got on her fingers while writing those stories of her life and would still kiss those fingers. 😊
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Hey cm’onnn just played with u… I understood what u wrote…. Why..oh…don’t know ur name..but I’m sryyy..really…sryyy….I liked ur post…really sryy..tnx for explainig😱😱👌🌹🌹🌹
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It’s totally Ok. Relax.
– Anushka
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Anushka…nice
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This is truly beautiful. Thank you for sharing. :o)
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Thank You dear. 😊
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I loved the way you begun ‘Crumpled dress’
I had begun with the same word few days back.. Have a go when u find time😇
https://orangedilipan.wordpress.com/2016/11/01/my-lovely-beach-cricket/
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Thank You, Dilip. That’s a beautiful coincidence. I just read that post of yours. Beautiful composition and ever more beautiful picture. Thank you for sharing. 😊😊
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You are most welcome.. Its great that u mentioned the painting.. 🙂
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I stared at that Picture for a long time. I could not make out if that was an edited picture taken from camera or if it was a hand made painting. 😊
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Well tats the success of the artist isn’t?
Its oil on canvas..
Since you are passionate about words(Read the woman behind the words :P) , lets discover a lot.. In fact we can take/create a lot words from a painting.. Thats y i always feel paintings are integral part of a poetry. No boundaries for imaginations; Elastic…
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. . . Exciting.
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Thanks. 😊
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Good one.
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Thank You. 😊
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On garde toujours des traces de la vie que nous avons partagé avec les autres. Certaines blessures guerrissent mais les cicatrices restent comme l’encre indélébile qui reste sur les doigts de la main qu’on aime embrasser . Amitiés.
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True that. Those who love us, their love remains unbiased. They would love those indelible inks too. Thanks for reading me. Have a great day! 🙂
Friends!
-Anushka
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So lovely …sometimes she used to hang her dreams on the edge, many pages written by others …very nice composition of a journey of courageously trying to own the way of life, yet giving into the flow …starting over again and again ….
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Thank You, PD. 😊☺
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lovely poem…cheers
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Thank you. 😊
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pleasure
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thanks for reblogging. 😊
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You are very graciously welcome.
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A beautiful post. And thank you for swinging by the “Ranch” and for the follow. We 💗 visitors.
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Love your words, here 🙂
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WoW!!!! ……….now after you write a book, all acquaintances will be going through the pages under a microscope…..searching for themselves! lol……..loved it!! 🙂 🙂
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Haha. Yeah, I hope they do. Thank you. 😊
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my pleasure……. 🙂 🙂
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I really like this poem and the accompanying artwork.
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Artwork is borrowed. Thank you so much. 😊😊
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Then after.. Wow
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Thank You so much! 😊😊
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Beautiful! I share snippets of my writing on my blog if you want to check it out 🙂
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I read quite few of them. I loved the sequences on #Hurdles
Beautiful work Out there. Must read more of them and leave comments over there. Have a great day and Merry Christmas. 🙂
-Anushka
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