Indulgence is just a personal expression, a search inside the soul, an attempt to tiptoe silently in the inner world of turbid emotions, to embrace oneself for one's imperfections, to allow oneself the liberty of gloom and the madness of joy, and the candidness to mould them into words...
Read 2 poems and write up on Banaras. Come what may Banaras will remain the same. Last Night shows contentment at being with one you love. I am so touched by this one as one who has gone will not know how much we miss her.
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interesting....
Tulika,
Read 2 poems and write up on Banaras. Come what may Banaras will remain the same. Last Night shows contentment at being with one you love. I am so touched by this one as one who has gone will not know how much we miss her.
Take care
Tulika, this poem leaves me with a lot of questions. I want to know why?
human, a moment, nicely captured.
bitterness, ( maybe a little jealousy of the observer's ignorance? ) at any rate i like it.
a moment captured yet a deep poignant story caught into it. very beautiful.
this has sadness to it.
This poem stirred me. Made me a sad as I sit here thinking of the day I will no longer have my mother. I never ever want that day to come.
So poignant, but so sad.
Nicely expressed.
wow, profound.
smiles.
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a random poem is what you need.
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