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Embraced your absence with fragrance of my soul,

I lived every moment in flowers of zephyr,

those which coloured my colourless sight,

their essence  filled my heart’s  nectar…


With open arms I welcomed,

the   gentle wind that traveled 

absorbed within the feel of you,

it sprayed the mist of your presence.


Beside the shores where i walked,

the setting sun smiled and laughed,

for the waves came kissed me goodbye,

and i still awaited your sight…


Enthralling night ,the moon shone high,

I sat with noises of turbulent sighs,

The smoke of the chimney rose ,

The saucepan burnt ….





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  1. Hey Sweets,
    This is really awesome. I soo loved reading it. The sharp imagery and theme. Too good. :)

    • Thank you so much dear and loved reading your comment too

    • Thank you so much dear and loved reading your comment too

  2. I love this picture and the visual imagery created by the words. I’m really amazed at this quality of yours. You can make the reader visualize a separate world in which your words come true.

    • Iam so happy Subh you could be a part of that world and could feel and imagine the scene. Thank you

  3. So very exquisite and beautiful to embrace… a wonderful poem my sister…truly wonderful!

    • Am so glad you could enjoy the feel of this poem.Thanks Wendell

  4. Soumya, your stove’s soooooo hot, I can’t touch it! Let me go take a cold shower! ;)

  5. Love reading this dear friend… it’s wonderful.

    Big hugs,

  6. Wonderful words! How I’ve missed them…and beautiful style of blog I must say! Long time since my visit – really like this style!

    • Lucky day for me ! :-)Thanks for your words and appreciating the new look. And most of all for your visit here today after a very long time.

  7. I HATE being so distracted you burn what ever your cooking… I usually have great composure but if I burn dinner you KNOW something’s wrong.

    • :-) :-) thts really good u know I wanted to add one more line in the last…” saying the pan burns waiting for your fish,my fisherman! ;-)

      • :) I think that’s where a good woman can’t hide her problems! I’ll be happy when I won’t be cooking anymore! All of my secrets will be safe forever!

  8. Awww.. Lovely and sad.. Beautifully written.

  9. Like a medieval painting, depicting the plain beauty and hidden thoughts of life.

    • :-) thts the true picture which u summarized in few words!

  10. A delightful dream , you portrayed it without losing its feel , great!

    By the way, please check your FB message too

  11. As always so beautifully penned Soumya ji! A very usual chore in our daily lives- standing beside and chimney and getting lost in amazingly different thoughts and emotions while preparing meal! Yet your words made it so unusually romantic!
    And yes, one more thing I’ve to say- Your picture sense which you attach with your poems are just BANG ON!!! :)
    Keep going!!! You’re blessed!

    • Wow! :-) so many beautiful compliments .its great to read all that what you say Trisha! I actually starte dit on a romantic note but amusingly ended it as a normal routine… kind of seen as a metaphor too! and thank u again for liking the pictures too. :-)

  12. Fancy tinted, fantastic…

  13. Reblogged this on Nocturnal Drift…..

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