Time washes away everything along with it.
I wished...........
If it could wash away all my memories too along with it,
leaving me blank forever.
Even if the very few memories of happiness too get washed away along with it
I wont be at loss!
Some losses are such,
which can never be retained back.
Even if they come back they are never going to remain the same!
Some path demands to be travelled all alone in the midst of many...
When the time and situation decides your path....
What one can do?
Just watch it helplessly!
After the storms washes away the shore
Does the shores remain the same?
One may find the shores remained the same
but no one notices....
What all got washed away with it...
Time washes away ones life
Can time be turned back?
Can life be turned back?
These are the thoughts hidden in shores of my mind,
Even if I laugh or even if I cry, they are there with me.
They lashes my mind high and low.
Is there any storms
which can wash away these thoughts forever? ? ? ?
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
©2014
thoughts hidden in shores of the mind Get washed away. The shore is no more the same. Nice poem.
Powerful memories are like pillars on which even our present are built. There is no way we can erase old memories as yet though some research is going on in this direction. A wonderful write and a food for thought.
Dear Geetha this is a very beautiful poem time washes away one's life how very true A definite ten
Is there any storms which can wash away these thoughts foreve... nice nice...10 not storms but relation warm that can tie you with love is all about.....
Is there any storms which can wash away these thoughts forever? ? ? ? What great words. Again your heart writes. I thank You Geetha
The poet asking many retrospective or rhetorical questions is the beauty of this write. I was wondering whether hidden shores could be a solace later when the hidden waves may suddenly surge forward to outrage the scared lands off the seas.. Hidden shores will do the needful, believe it Geetha.
Hidden shores, great title and great write, when memories are too painful, we wish the tide would wash them away, but living is about learning to survive through the hardships!
washing away is the right metaphor Geetha...your rhetorical questions are tactfully managed! Many thanks for your kind words, they mean a lot to me!
The waves that lash the shore Taketh and also bringeth back Altering shapes and egos And always exuding new hope........... Very good write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Lyn for the Heartfelt comment.