Reminiscence of life

Like me

The new moon pretended

To smile even after losing

Its better half.

Like me

The Grape pretends to

Please others,

Even after fermenting itself.

Like me

The tall ‘oak’ tree

Stood bold even after

Its beloved creeper died of age.

Like them, what else

Could I do, than to suffer and


I Muted my Heart,

Which shouted in deep agony.

Her reminiscence slaps

My thoughts, like the over-excited

Waves racing to the beach.

And the scar carved by that diamond

Will remain forever on this

Stoned heart.



Good Job!!

very good, than ur earlier poems abt d same topic.

cheer up boy... write something springy n lively
poem is good but coem out of monotonous melancholy....

cool man....

A good poem Pavan...Will be backing for your endeavors.
Waiting for something refreshingly Different...

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Has not excavated fully. There are half baked feelings, desires and ambitions. But a heart to complete and compel.

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