Sometimes, we knowingly lose
The addresses of our dear people
we leave behind
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We leave behind the relations of the past and keep them treasured in the remote corner of our heart. When life suffocates inside we pretend to live happy. Deeply emotional poignant write about life.
Nice one, but maybe we shouldnt pretend because we cant lie to self, if truly our dear people deserve to know from heart, we may just act fine to calm them but at same time to share. Because love to each other in community is like a long chain. Yes life composed of smile and down, it challenges us emotionally but every challenge it do something to us. Depend on the reaction we to it, life not mean simple but a complex one. Love and care ease it well.
What is life? ! When, we pretend to be happy and, Live in bitter tears. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Hi. Shockingly real. Bitter and pity. Wow what a wonder.. Are beautiful expressions to end this fine poem.
Life can turn very mysterious sometimes. Though we still love many who have been very intimate to us earlier, we don't get enough time to be in contact with them in our busy and hectic life. Life is challenging with unexpected turns and twists and we put on a brave face though in our heart of hearts we may be silently sobbing. A beautiful poem that brings out the stark realities of life.
Nice and melodious expression, thank you Poet.
We drink the bitter tears And wear a sweet smile... Fascinating expression on the complexities and contradictions of life. And with all the troubles of life we still haply live it and like to return.
life is seasonal some love autumns many SPRINGS what you do is your own decision you also are unique
Great poem. Yes life is full of wonder and riddles. We are really lucky to be able to live through and express in in our words.
You have such a fearless appreciation of the complexities of life- -you are the beating heart of poetry, Bharati! 10+++++++++++++++++++++++ and onto my fav list
The nature and life of the present people from past is something different and wonderful. Some people knowingly ignore the addresses of dear people and in spite of bitter tear they coax smiling. This life is so wonderful. A brilliant poem is astutely composed by you dear madam, thanks for sharing.
Life has so many weathers, but we live waiting for the springs.
Life is wonderful to hide and seek the treasures, measures as well as lost memories in real life.
Thank you Sekharan Pookkat for coming to read my poem and your appreciation.
I've discovered that wonder. It is full of surprise!