Savita Tyagi

Random Thought Xxvll - Poem by Savita Tyagi

Old friends and old memories
Old cloths and old habits
Old habitats and old ways
Provide such comfort
Hard to let them go!

Stop and go writing
Basketful of emotions
Scant time for sorting

First strike and you get it right
You think it just happen might
But the period of trial and error
Is what we need to go through
And perfection becomes marrow.

Time makes sense of every thing
Time makes every thing nonsense
Time leaves no remnant to collect.

Topic(s) of this poem: reflections

Comments about Random Thought Xxvll by Savita Tyagi

  • Bri Edwards (3/17/2017 1:53:00 PM)

    this should give everybody who reads it in my/our March 2017 showcase something to reflect' upon!

    bri :)
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    Savita Tyagi (3/17/2017 3:06:00 PM)

    Thanks for the comment. My favorite is last paragraph.

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/22/2015 12:14:00 PM)

    Old friends and old memories still come in mind in the way of reflective life. Very wise and perfect drafting shared that initiates thought...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 17, 2015

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