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The House of the Past
by Ravinder Malhotra
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I espied my heart one day
Chasing some dreams, you see
That rode on nimble feet of hope
Inducing tears in me
 
With pounding heart and hurried steps,
I sought my book of sense.
To help erase those memories
Around, help me build a fence.
 
Hoped they would fade away
They stayed against my will
Merciless, agonizing, beautiful,
Neglected, but growing still

I left them at a wishing well,
Pronounced them soon be dead,
But turned and found them following
Me, sadly behind instead.
 
Tenaciously, they now live with me
On my psyche they cast
Colourful shadows now and then
From, the House of the Past
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February 16, 2014
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Comment A very profound and insightful poem! Ah, the demons of the past - how they overpower our psche - has been so well articulated..And the ultimate resignation - to live with them...! Thanks for sharing this introspective poem, Ravinderji.

Padmaja Iyengar
02/19/2014 23:28 PM




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