A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)

For making me whole again…

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Laughter in times
of sorrow.

Trust in times
of deceit.

A broad shoulder
to rest my head
when grief overwhelmed me.

A strong hand, in mine
when I stood, shattered!

Picking up the pieces,
putting me together again-

Gifting yourself to me
so that I stand whole..

A nameless bond-
A wordless promise-

And a lifeless me…
Reborn..I am!

When you completed
the jigsaw puzzle,
that was me…
with that last piece-

yourself!

Usha, 18 May, ’07

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Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

2 thoughts on “For making me whole again…

  1. Oh God! This is a beauty! I couldnt pick ,rather wont pick any lines-the poem in its entirity is a Master-‘Piece’ 🙂

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  2. Gifting yourself to meso that I stand whole..beautiful! n de jig saw puzzle seems to be so lovely now!!!!

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