After I laid my heart bare to you,
When the logs had almost burnt out
You calmly said ‘you got your dues’
I felt like a child chastised, ' how can you
Pass judgement'… but you just did,
Well ensconced in your new shoes…
A tall stem of yellow lily in my vase
seems to say forgive and let go,
sorrow shared is not always halved.
My dear Mamta, how poignant. How could anyone resist a tall yellow lily asking for forgiveness? The imagery is exquisite and so nostalgic. A truly beautiful write. Love again, SandraX
How very true! The wearer only knows where the shoe pinches and so do you! Sorrow shared can be halved only in Empathy, it cannot be reduced with lip- service or with mere sympathy! On this earth we may not get all our dues! Freedom from re-birth and soul's peaceful rest, remains the ultimate 'due' which the Gods bless! These are my personal views! 10+ -Raj Nandy
mamtaji, you walk with a pebble inside your shoes.......... i know it's poetrry.............
Its disappointing...when they slip into new shoes and seem alien while we try to come closer....it hurts a lot! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! very nice write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
in your shoes.......... well woven words and great expression..........