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Savita Tyagi


Traditions


Living with out traditions
Rituals and festivals lost
In memory of distant past
We become nonexistent
What is present but
Built upon yesterday's foundation
Brick by brick
Thought by thought
Ideals by ideals
Yet all is transitory
Struggle to keep past alive
Becomes a fight to keep
Present alive
Life changing so fast
Driving around I feel
I am the walking past
Of this new landscape
In present we host
Numerous ghost of past
Becoming ourselves a ghost identity
In desperation looking back
At traditions and rituals
To rescue an image
Disappearing fast
Like notebooks and cursive writing.

Submitted: Sunday, October 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013

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  • Ambrosia A (11/27/2013 10:40:00 PM)

    Our traditions, culture runs in our blood, can't be separated wherever you go. Good write keep wrting (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (10/22/2013 3:41:00 AM)

    With the passage of time whatever we held sacred one time is becoming out moded. While people of our generation try desperately to preserve them... the new generation is bent on replacing them with the latest trends! Change is the order of the day! We have to accept the inevitable.... but a yearing for the things left behind still remains....! A great write! ! (Report) Reply

  • Lorraine Colon (10/15/2013 3:47:00 PM)

    Things are constantly changing - that is inevitable. It's called progress. But I feel as you do - I'd like to hold onto some of the nicer things from the past - like letter-writing. Internet is wonderful, no doubt about it. But I miss the thrill of going to the mailbox and finding a letter from a friend. It's nice to reminisce. Good poem - although the nostalgia is overtaking me. (Report) Reply

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