A white little notebook
Had glimpses of him
Dried petals
To remind me of
the very first love …
Had glimpses of him
Dried petals
To remind me of
the very first love …
Maroon hard bound book
Dog eared pages
Of ‘The sleeping beauty’
First dreams and fancies
Gifted by dad …
Black fountain pen
that pernicious little thing
tricked the world
into numerical magic
on my scandulous marksheet..
A rolling pin
Miniscule stove
A broken arm of a
Blonde porcelain doll
Treasured pieces of
A memorable childhood
interesting… 😛
I like how you've not gone overtly emotional via your lines in this piece that showcase "a memorable childhood". It makes this a different read! Good job! Keep writing!!!
Hey right now when i clicked back, the poem went to its first draft which technically not expected as I'm not continuing with the same page as yesterday. Surely Blogger is up to something. Or may be my laptop has begun to spin unwarranted magic.
a memorable childhood indeed 🙂
word verification: "bologib" (wonder if it means anythin :D)
n now i get a 2nd word verification: "inabilie" (4 some reason makes me think of "alibi"!)
@Nim- hmm thank u
@Brose- yeah wasnt actually too emo while writing it. just a bit enthu to jot it down i think. thank u.
@Baharul- i have no clue.. dnt think it is happening with anybody else..
@blunt- haha word verification- Wiductie?? i think it means -wid u -tie… like bandhan with u..
Bologib- is like hindi ok I planted these for u it means Bolo G ib.. I have a haryanvi touch u see.. so ab becomes 'Ib'.. hehe
and inabilie.. means ' I na Bi Lie' as in I dont buy any lie' so just be blunt
there's a patchwork which we all should put together at one point of time or the other. 🙂
sweet!