Tuesday, February 21, 2012

I saw her



Today, while sitting alone
Gazing the blue sky
With lenticular clouds around
And meandering shapes
I saw her
Her aroma
Carried with Zephyr
Stirred the blood
And deluged the emotions

Her sensation
Evoked the heart
To relived the past

Out of a clear sky
It started to rain
Crippling her reflections

Through the spectral colors
For the last time
I saw her
Any resemblance to living or dead is purely adventurous... 
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24 comments:

  1. Celestial DreamzFebruary 21, 2012 at 9:10 AM

    wow Rachit that's quite a write ... and I just loved the subtle twist in the end.

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    1. RachitFebruary 22, 2012 at 1:14 AM

      Thanks :) and yeah with me its the end that hurt the most!

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  2. BharathiFebruary 21, 2012 at 10:53 AM

    that's a good piece.. :)

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    1. RachitFebruary 22, 2012 at 1:14 AM

      welcome to WL.. and thanks for such lovely words :)

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  3. Alka GurhaFebruary 21, 2012 at 4:40 PM

    The rain washed away the rainbow...? Nice.

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    1. RachitFebruary 22, 2012 at 1:15 AM

      rainbow tunes the eye to see her again for the last time, probably !

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  4. RachnaFebruary 22, 2012 at 8:13 AM

    Pretty good play with words.

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  5. sushFebruary 22, 2012 at 9:34 AM

    hehe..romantic reverie

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  6. BikramFebruary 22, 2012 at 9:17 PM

    I cant make up my mind if its romantic or sad , the link to the last one is sad ..

    But loved the poem :)

    Bikram's

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  7. Red HandedFebruary 22, 2012 at 10:28 PM

    beautifully crafted!!

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  8. Deepika VasudevaFebruary 29, 2012 at 7:52 PM

    and maybe its true.. rains do ignite passion and inspiration many a times.. but sometimes it's the companion who's presence it personifies.. :)

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  9. smMarch 2, 2012 at 12:47 AM

    beautiful poem

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  10. Jyoti MishraMarch 2, 2012 at 12:30 PM

    complex, twisted love..
    loved the deep expressions !!

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  11. shash.destroyer@gmail.comMarch 3, 2012 at 4:39 PM

    Loved it man

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  12. Megha SarinMarch 14, 2012 at 4:57 PM

    Beautiful!
    Her sensation evoked the heart..

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  13. Neha ShandilyaMarch 19, 2012 at 3:22 PM

    Exquisite! :)

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  14. UnknownMarch 26, 2012 at 8:47 PM

    If there's one thing I tell poets, it's what my literature professor told me: Specify and fine tune your imagery. With the constraints of the poetic structure, we are challenged to make the most out of it. So when we say we're hurt, 'how does the pain feel like?' 'Does it sting like a bee?' 'Does it cut like a knife?' 'Does it bleed like flashflood?' I got your message. And I think you have potential. I'm just giving points for improvement. :)

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  15. PhilO♥April 10, 2012 at 10:37 PM

    This was lovely :)

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  16. RachitApril 14, 2012 at 6:36 PM

    Megha: thanks :) keep coming back

    Neha: yeah.. it is... welcome to Weakest LINK:)

    Bessy E: thanks for the insights and welcome to Weakest LINK :)

    Juhi: love it :)

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