Literature, Nature, Peace, Poetry, Think About This

~ Even Words Don’t Matter ~

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Things objects clothes even words don’t matter
when the cherished valued person is no more

everything appears a meaningless scatter
when lost is the touch, body gone for sure

one may keep snaps , books, cards and files
it becomes a storehouse of still silent piles

The heavy prompt rests on a serious note
reminds me of poet Mirza Ghalib and I quote

‘when I ceased to be,they found no ends
only’some love letters, some snaps of friends’

(chnd tasweer e butan, chnd haseenon ke khatoot
baad marne ke mere ghar se ye samaan nikla)

so what to leave behind and what all to take
leave the old memories, carry all good no fake

for a writer, its the pen filled with non drying ink
the notebook , the laptop to maintain the link

with it I may sling on my camera a gifted Sony
would love to ride and fly on a white winged pony

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