~ Past ~ Poem by MS. NIVEDITA BAGCHI SPC. UK.

you listen, you read, the past is your feed. it fills you up with so many things, but above all the joys it brings.

Dear Mom Almedia-ji “Nothing last forever but Forever [and you my Love].’…I acknowledge with genu-flexion Joy Joy Joy that you’re singing ‘tapping my feet’…it is said ‘if one can make one smile/dance/sing or weep/shed sigh’ poetry has reached to that level…and successful as you’re tapping your feet…is equal to Joy Joy Joy Regards niv =========== Copy to Mom Almedia-ji [suffix 'ji' used in India as token of honor reverence]

With music in the background, I comment –I read your poems- like I write mine- listening to music and reading my beautiful Niv in deep conversation while dancing not leaving any thing unsaid or done, Ms. Niv partner with “Half of past, Time, and you” while Past’s: “half of, time, you, in womb in future Present become entirety” All the while I’m reading and listening to one of my favorite singers [Willie Nelson] “Nothing last forever but Forever [and you my Love]. Allow me to sing along with you my daughter: I’m humming -“lesses” [eternal time] as you sing the word-you’re younger and remember them [LOL] Stored in O Past’s limitless cache: entire civilizations and their attitudes and behaviors, why? They belong in Back-Packs-unless one so choose to carry them around. I say, ” don’t pack: “hate, agony vengeance, battles”[instead save that space for LOVE. Ms. Niv, keep on singing and dancing [I’m singing along and tapping my feet [LOL] as I also “read” and “listen”, and, all the while, turning my “face toward the past”[Willie Nelson] thanking about Bach, Beethoven et al [time just archives and we archivist pull out that which is necessary to guide us through the present into the future] I also hear music in “New Format” the blues and country and western music et al! Dear, … I see you’ve partnered with ‘Present’… this will be brief, before you kindly put “Present” in the arms of “Past” O Past: Thy excellence Thy glory story Thy euphony cacophony Psalm chant Universale Booze blotto me in Rhapsodic richness Thanks my dear for writing and sharing this lovely poem. O how I enjoyed reading and singing along with you…I danced until I became winded [LOL]

Words are placed as strong single beats, and inside the poem the monologue shifts the audience from YOU to PAST, leaving much room for the reader to decipher. There is eulogy somewhere in the end. Different and like a hard [shot] down the throat.10

O’ Sage Past Jingle quiescent harp Kibosh not my abode Bring vibe Flutter fibril In showering bounty With new age Tagore Beatles Deon MJ Thro’ Whispering notes I’ll Listen I’ll Listen I’ll Listen. the best part.........y've explained plenty in few words, loved it. it's one of those dramatic n artisitc pieces.10+++.

Man will never learn past present and future your poem cries a plea..too busy to hear man too busy blowing each other up...10/10 for concerning write regards

You have captured, with all these discriptive words the past in a very unusual way. A good write.

Short words with sure shot effect. Stunning.

Very interesting poem, Niv. It's vital for us to understand the past if we are to move forward into a progressive furture.

Everything is so true...i lost in the melody created by u! ...oh glad to read this piece! yeah now we are in present time...soon this moment will be 'past time' but when somebody read this again it will recall and bring this to present again, yet it sound like this poem will never old and eternal....at least before it deleted from poem hunter..hope not