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Wednesday 12 August 2015

Beauty: You and your gifts

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Beauty was a mystifying term
Until you walked into my life;
Amidst the arena of mist and fog
I saw a canopy of ambrosial sunshine.

My soul recognized you
Your soul recognized mine;
Amidst the soft rustle of leaves
The murmuring sigh of moon.

Beauty were the souvenirs
That you wrapped me up with;
In the limited days
When you were by my side.

Friend! Separation won't make me grieve
As long as your gifts are with me;
Delectable memories, occult wisdom
And profound conversations that changed me.
Linking this poem to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Beauty


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78 comments:

  1. Mary12 August 2015 at 21:26

    Ah, the gifts stay even if a person is no longer near. Conversations & learnings can (and often do) stay with a person for a long time. That is indeed a BEAUTIFUL thing!

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 11:49

      So true, Mary. The gifts are for us to keep for a lifetime. Thanks :)

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  2. Sherry Blue Sky12 August 2015 at 21:36

    I love that the souls recognized one another. In such connections, distance does not change the union of hearts and minds.

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  3. Sumana Roy12 August 2015 at 21:58

    "I saw a canopy of ambrosial sunshine."...love this recognition of a beautiful and forever moment..almost godly. ...and to possess such wonderful gifts...wow lucky gal...thanks for this lovely post Purba :)

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 11:51

      So true, Sumana. Such moments are really divine, out of the world. Thank you so much for the appreciation and of course for the lovely prompt :)

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  4. X12 August 2015 at 22:15

    It is lovely the impact someone can have on our lives when they come into it. Changing the way we look at it.

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  5. Rakesh12 August 2015 at 23:00

    How can anyone be so talented, Purba!

    You are awesome!

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  6. Sanaa Rizvi12 August 2015 at 23:10

    Loved the second stanza.. its so so beautiful! Such a joy when one soul recognizes the other :D
    Beautifully executed :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 12:42

      Thank you so much, Sanaa. So glad you loved it :)

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  7. Sachin Prabhu12 August 2015 at 23:28

    when i first saw the pic i thought its about vampires :D like 2nd stanza :)

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  8. Mridula12 August 2015 at 23:36

    Lovely post, so apt!

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  9. Unknown13 August 2015 at 00:07

    That's an amazing picture and even more amazing lines to go with it Purba <3 :-)

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  10. Unknown13 August 2015 at 01:11

    Having faced betrayal in my life at some point of time I so relate to this! It touched my heart to the core and I can sense the changes that I have gone through that phase which have made me a stronger person today. :') So beautifully weaved dear, your magical words mesmerizes me always <3 God bless!

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 12:46

      Some adversities are good for us in the long run. They teach us valuable lessons and make us stronger. So happy to know that you emerged out of that bad phase as a victor. Much love and God bless dear <3

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  11. moondustwriter13 August 2015 at 03:03

    wow a souvenir, a memory. Full of so much including sadness

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  12. Grace13 August 2015 at 03:31

    I like how friendship is enduring even with the separation ~

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  13. Rosemary Nissen-Wade13 August 2015 at 05:05

    That is a wonderful kind of beauty!

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  14. Gillena Cox13 August 2015 at 05:13

    Those souvenirs are indeed trophies. A lovu write. You chose an awesome supporting image as well
    I'm happy you dropped by today to read mine Purba

    Much love...

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 12:48

      Thank you so much, Gillena. And you said it right...those souvenirs are trophies :)

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  15. Ravish Mani13 August 2015 at 06:39

    Beautiful poem, Purba. It reminds me of the song, "Tum aaye to aaya mujhe yaad gali me aaj chand nikla," from the movie, Zakhm. I'd love to hear this song in your voice on soundcloud, if possible. :)

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 13:03

      Thank you so much, Ravish. That's a beautiful song. Will try for sure :)

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  16. Unknown13 August 2015 at 06:42

    Precious are those who live on in one's memories!

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  17. Old Egg13 August 2015 at 07:22

    Those conversations we have with others often reveal the truth, and lasting qualities of that person and you know in your heart that they are genuine and true. A beautiful piece of writing Purba.

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 13:04

      Exactly. Real and meaningful conversations dwell in the heart for a life-time. Thank you so much :)

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  18. Somali K Chakrabarti13 August 2015 at 08:32

    A beautiful piece Purba with a incisive insight. Delectable memories, profound conversations and occult wisdom touch the soul and change a person, and so they stay forever even after a person is gone.

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 13:10

      Thank you so much dear Somali for the lovely words :)

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  19. Kokila gupta13 August 2015 at 08:41

    What wonderful gifts! They sure help in preventing the lamentation but alas! one can't control the gloom..A Soul stirring piece Purba .

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 13:11

      True Kokila. Even if the wonderful gifts are there, one cannot control the gloom. There are some days when the heart wants to mourn. Thanks a lot :)

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  20. Anjali Sengar13 August 2015 at 08:44

    Gifts are awesome way of connecting with people :) Beautiful work Purba :)

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  21. Sreedhar Bhattaram13 August 2015 at 09:01

    So nicely expressed the feelings of Love.. A great Post, Purba!

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  22. M S Mahawar13 August 2015 at 09:07

    Beautiful lines!

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  23. Indrani13 August 2015 at 09:50

    Beautifully expressed. I like the way you pen them. :)

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  24. rallentanda13 August 2015 at 10:04

    Beautifully expressed and a blessing to have had this experience !

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  25. kaykuala13 August 2015 at 13:18

    Beauty were the souvenirs
    That you wrapped me up with;
    In the limited days
    When you were by my side.

    Those brief encounters are enough to linger on in memory! Great lines Purba!

    Hank

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 13:14

      Yes Hank, those brief encounters stay forever in the heart. Thank you so much :)

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  26. Shamsud Ahmed13 August 2015 at 13:30

    Lovely Poem. Some relationships are sacrosanct and carry a different aura.

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 13:17

      Yes, rightly said some relationships are sacrosanct.
      Thank you :)

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  27. kashpals13 August 2015 at 16:32

    Beautiful lines, Purba.

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  28. Gen Giggles 13 August 2015 at 18:37

    Great poem. I agree Mani is a funny one with what happens under his light.

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  29. Salvwi Prasad13 August 2015 at 19:13

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  30. Salvwi Prasad13 August 2015 at 19:13

    Great use of words. The emotions are conveyed along with the change in the concept of Beauty from the beginning towards the end.

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  31. Myrna R.13 August 2015 at 20:09

    What a lovely depiction of true friendship. I love this poem!

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  32. Rashi13 August 2015 at 21:47

    Beautiful work Purba..I always believe treat other in a way you want them to treat you..its a lovely reflection of friendship-people you choose to be in your life.. :)

    http://rashisrendezvouswithstyle.blogspot.com/

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    1. Purba chakraborty16 August 2015 at 13:24

      I totally agree with you, Rashi. Thanks a lot :)

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  33. Saru Singhal13 August 2015 at 21:58

    Some people leave an indelible mark. They leave their beautiful imprints to cherish. Beautiful poem.

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  34. Ananya13 August 2015 at 23:05

    Wow u are so talented to weave this ..

    Thanks for Sharing
    IID Outfit Ideas

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  35. K.A. Acharya14 August 2015 at 06:56

    Beautiful indeed! Memories stay forever etched in our hearts.

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  36. Swati Batra14 August 2015 at 10:18

    Memories are forever...
    Beautiful lines.

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  37. Deeshani14 August 2015 at 23:08

    Such a beautiful and spellbinding composition dear... loved the lines and the picture :)

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  38. Ashish Kumar14 August 2015 at 23:23

    Beautiful creation... This is so nice... yes memories never dies...

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  39. Alok singhal15 August 2015 at 18:01

    Absolutely beautiful! Calls for a share...tweeted!

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  40. Intelliblog19 August 2015 at 05:46

    Love is the spectacles through which we look and find whom we look at endowed with infinite beauty...

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  41. Sreedhar Bhattaram19 August 2015 at 09:28

    A Great description of the Sacred Love.. Well said, Purba!

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