When He Said He Loved Me Poem by bakuli bhakali
When He Said He Loved Me
When he said he loved me
I made the sketches
On my journal
Of little fishes swimming in the stream
And I picked no fisherman boating around the lake
But just the purpled weeds surrounding it
Filled the pages
With life and laughter
But now
For a while
They’re left blank
And it’s just the scents of the old leather-bound book
That reminds me of those colored sketches.
Deeply envisioned and aptly depicted. We live on memories. An intensive poem I like most. Many thanks dear Bakuli, keep the ball rolling. - - - 10
Nothing stays, only change is permanent. We have to accept the change and move on. Nice write.
Thank you, Kavya! I would love to obey your advice. But I believe, we can’t always walk over the old wounds. So, either we must learn to live with it or try to heal.
Yes, the beautiful moments go away, but their memories don't. A fine poem Bakuli.. Thanks for sharing..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Seems a deep meaning of utterance. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks