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What a nostalgic poem. Thank You, PoemHunter, for hosting Anita Sehgal here.

A painful but impressive memory of the past. A nice poem.

very painful........... i liked it

the sad reality we have to go through in the name of development and prosperity.very nice.

I am reminded of Keats: Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,

Very emotive and heartfelt. I love the 'memories glowing like embers...' line as it conjures up a beautiful image in my mind. Nothing beats a roaring, log fire on a cold winter evening and comparing that to fond memories is particularly powerful. Lovely to read

I loved the pen picture, the contrast between past and present. Very true!

So true..Expressed in a beautiful way. Thank you maam for gifting this.

This is reality at work. As we past a stage we long those days to return. We howl on the kids and sometimes see them as disturbing. Within a twinkle of an eye they become idependent only to leave us solitary. Life journey is wonderful. Great write.

This offers a read with the expectant poetic pleasure and curiosity to see what comes next...antithetical and graphic presentation of a life-situation of all those who suffer from this situation...powerful indeed!

You know well what you have done here. A remarkable poem with something very real. Fantastic. I was there with you though I was not. The walking stick, the only support of my tottering bones… Occasionally, I get up to clear the dust of old photographs on the walls, of smiling family and friends-events and occasions.

The plain truth of earthly life depicted in a lucid and bold manner! but what to do? ain't this how life goes around? let's forget the ephemeral things and think about the divine in a better way! May be, it can bring the desired peace to an ebbing life on earth! yet, who knows, we could be wrong! God can work wonders and the embers can become a fire again in the hearth of the heart of every elderly person. with warm wishes for better times once more, Dr John Celes

Excellent and meaningful write.

Another excellent poem. The more I read your poems the more I am impressed by your ease of expression, the sincerity of feelings and eloquence of thoughts. I can only admire. Though not at the same plane, underlying emotion of my poems 'Birds Nest' and urdu poem 'Umar-e-daraaz' is pretty much similar.

Anita, I very much enjoyed this, insomuch that I read it twice. Comforting and easy to relate to and well written.

a fabulously written poem, musical to read

Wow what a gr8 reminiscing poem! I so admired d line, 'how does bridge d gap without treadin d toes', nice to say!

Heart touching. Indeed that's life. But please don't acknowledge. Beautifully rendered. Lovely.

All gone but the memories glow like embers in the dark winter evenings.... a painful painting. Imagery dictates the past well.

I can not relate to the situation you describe - but I can see and feel what you write about. I am deeply moved by this so well written poem.