I trace with my finger,
the dust that settled with time,
over these old pages of mine,
as I remember,
my once favourite book,
with fond memories,
of childhood,
as Iย reminiscence,
with this dust of childhood.
I trace with my finger,
the dust that settled with time,
over these old pages of mine,
as I remember,
my once favourite book,
with fond memories,
of childhood,
as Iย reminiscence,
with this dust of childhood.
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
July 8, 2014 at 10:51 am
Yes!! ๐ I know that feeling! ๐ But I don’t feel very far away from little Line at all, in fact I feel like I am still her, it’s just that since I have a grown-up look people take me more seriously now and listen to me ๐
July 8, 2014 at 10:54 am
You know what, I completely feel the same way:D and I like we share that connection ๐ I think it is a good place for our hearts to be with all those books and imagination of our childhood ๐
July 8, 2014 at 10:57 am
Yesss!!! ๐ โค ๐ โค
July 8, 2014 at 11:01 am
Really….really like this one Neha!! ๐
(and I apologize for the somewhat “dark” response to your “summer” collaboration. I get why you questioned it…it’s just what came out of me the moment I saw your photo ๐
July 8, 2014 at 11:04 am
Hi Lorrie, Thank you so much! and yes that’s OK, as I thought about it I could see your muse coming from the photograph it was beautiful even though it was on the dark side ๐ I think everything came together really well with your piece and it continues to do so …so thank you for sharing it with us ๐
July 8, 2014 at 12:26 pm
Thanks Neha!! I was involved with something “life” and wanted to get back to you about it sooner. I love that you run these collaborations…it is so much fun…and that is how it works with me…I look at your photo and then just start writing. Thanks again!! Lorrie
July 8, 2014 at 12:28 pm
Any time and I am glad you like them โค โค
July 8, 2014 at 11:29 am
The dust of my childhood has been replaced by the cobwebs in my aged mind.
July 8, 2014 at 11:44 am
I am sorry to hear that I hope in the distant corners of your mind it still lingers (at least the happy memories) …thank you for stopping by ๐
July 8, 2014 at 11:48 am
I am glad to be back, I really enjoy your blog. Take a look at my new blog and hope you choose to follow mine again.
Cheers!
July 8, 2014 at 11:50 am
Welcome back and I am following again ๐
July 8, 2014 at 1:50 pm
Your poems paint more than just vivid images in my mind… I feel like I’m you, experiencing exactly what it was you were experiencing when you wrote (or were inspired to write) the words. Very beautiful and powerful work ๐
July 8, 2014 at 1:54 pm
aww Thank you so much! That means a lot to me, I am glad you connected with it that way ๐ ๐
July 8, 2014 at 1:53 pm
Neha, your talent amazes me. Thank you. Love, Amy
July 8, 2014 at 1:55 pm
Thank you so much dear Amy, you are so kind ๐ โค
July 8, 2014 at 8:16 pm
The dust of my childhood – I prefer not to see. Not anymore. ๐
July 8, 2014 at 8:19 pm
๐ and that’s ok too …Thank you for stopping by!
July 9, 2014 at 6:06 am
childhood maybe the dust are still there right?
July 9, 2014 at 8:49 am
umm I am not sure what you mean ๐ but everyone can draw their own interpretation to this piece ๐ Thank you for dropping by!
July 10, 2014 at 1:17 am
i just meant child hood is hidden somewhere inside us we just have to search deep to go there.Is my interpretation of your poem complex sorry ๐
July 10, 2014 at 6:49 am
That is a good interpretation ๐ There is no correct or incorrect interpretation as once it is out for the readers everyone can draw their own conclusion ๐