It is that time of the year


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It is that time of the year…

When the vision dims
As the twilight fogs…

And the Blue eyed beauty
Sighs at the misty moon

As she walks down
The Begrimed path

Her frail white hand
Tries to hold
The mist and the sand

She can hold them,
She thinks, she can

The sheen of her whiskers fade
Whiter than the skin

Last winter or last to last winter
Or was it not even cold
When she had sat down the lamp post
And felt it coming…

Just like the mist and the sand
She thought she can
She had tried too hard
to hold…

Welled up a tear
In the blue of her eyes
It is that time of the year

When things were there
But, did not appear
The eyes failed
As the blurry truth took over them

Her tongue felt cold
As she tasted snow
Overpowered by the numbness

She lay there
‘Frozen’
It was that time of the year….

11 Comments

  1. Thank You dear for fulfilling my wish.

    The poem was, you know, a sort of an image, i could visualize, and it touched the bottom of my heart..
    Don't know why, but feeling the pain when i'm reading it..
    Great work!

    Love
    SP

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  2. @SP- This one was for you.. not happy and lively as you.. but on request toh afterall i had to write :)Sorry If I could not deliver as you expected. but it's been quite a while since i last wrote anything at all… Anything other than bakwas 🙂
    thank you for motivating me to write it.
    I am so glad u liked it.

    love
    riddy

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  3. Ritz..
    Oh,was this 4 me??
    Thank U so much for your love..

    I will remember this as a wonderful day of my life..

    I really love your poems and I love your poems more than the pros ..

    The sad tune played on the background is the color of this poem ..
    my heart ache for the blue eyed beauty and not at all about the way you write dear..
    take care..

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  4. It is that time of the year

    When the fog and mist play hide and seek
    And When the sun is hard to comeby
    It brings a spring in my step
    For it is THAT TIME OF THE YEAR.

    🙂

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  5. love your imagination… a good writer is the one that can imagine things (here reflect on things) and you have that… so basically… you are a good writer!

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  6. Love the poem… very vivid and slow…And love the new look of the blog!

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  7. @Sp- Thank you again .. u r too kind 🙂

    @AS- your lines are better than mine

    @The hobo- hehe I know the reason behind the comment it was more of a dhamki than a self willed comment.. But thank you for liking anyway.

    @MC- dhanyawad.. coming from u it surely means a lot..

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  8. hmm…its that time of the year, one that reminds you that time is running out 🙁

    PS:loved the poem

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  9. 🙁
    I could see it so clearly…This was beautiful..And sad…

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  10. @soubhik- Thank u..

    @ashley.. yeah sad it is..thanks for visiting

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  11. kini cuteee cat hai 😀

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