"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Tuesday, March 18, 2025

Healing


Heart still cries!

Time may be called the biggest healer

Yet grief doesn’t abide with time limits.

In a sudden downpour it lashes out,

Tears swell, and pain pervades  

The each breath that I take.


Wandering in the valley of grief

Mind sets its dwelling time.

In the hours of solitude

Merciless it tortures the heart,

Like a cruel nightmare 

Out from abyss circling the darkness!


A sweet dream like a ray of sunshine

Comes to rescue……

Memories of good times linger

A protective shield to hold on to.....

At the depth of my heart

Pain and pleasure move 

side by side.

Tiny fishes floating under surface water!

 

Like a blossoming bud

Struck by a sudden ice storm

Is the story of joy-

Next to the story of sorrow

Being swept by fragrant spring breeze!


Savita Tyagi


3.18. 2025


 

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