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

One Day

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And just when bone deep exhaustion

In my soul clamours for a break from it all…

A gusty wind picks up, and whooshes through

The curtain, that partly opened window;

The one I tried to shut. Tight.

And out billows tendrils of not just

My stringy hair…

But labored threads of threatening thoughts.

The “What If”s, the regrets, the tiny tenacious lichen-like

Scabs of memories. Of another day.

This gutsy gusty thing. I wish I could be it.

Someday.

23 July, 2012

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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...

8 thoughts on “One Day

  1. “The one I tried to shut. Tight.

    And out billows tendrils of not just

    My stringy hair…

    But labored threads of threatening thoughts.”

    Awesome. We all wish we could be na? That is what keeps us going. 🙂

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  2. This gutsy gusty thing. I wish I could be it.

    Well you can, everyone can .. and I will say GO for it ..

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  3. Wow . Loved it. Just matched my feelings as I looked out of the window today.

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  4. Powerful images. “tiny tenacious lichen-like Scabs of memories” – very vivid!

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