A Quest on Overdrive … :)

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

Regeneration

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I crumble
beneath the
hammer-blow of your words;
persistent, hurting;
Nailing me with your
stiletto-sharp tone.
I am mesmerized
when you begin to speak-
When you being your intonations
I begin to lose my identity.



2

My tears like
withered leaves
drop down-
to nurture new hope.

Putting sorrow behind
into yesterday,
searching for a new seed of truth
to treasure and
feel in blossom.


3

I feel my senses responding
like the indefinable shadows of a
misty sun
attaining clarity.
Diffuse at first
slowly gaining purposefulness.

As I get closer-
Closer to your mind-
Closer to the real you.


Between Jan ’82 and Feb. ’83
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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...

3 thoughts on “Regeneration

  1. Shining yet again with resplendent expressions and emotions.This can never be described in some other way.Sheer poetry.

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  2. In your own words:I am mesmerizedwhen you begin to speak-Sheer beauty! Awesome! One of your very bests for me!! 🙂

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  3. Soumya, coming from a favourite poet.. 🙂 that is truly a precious notes..:) Thank you!Rukhiya 🙂 Thanks.. ever so much!

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