Monsoon...


   The last monsoon -
The dark sky, the thundering and
your hand in mine.

This monsoon -
The dark sky, the drizzling and
nostalgic smile on lips.

Few things last forever, don't they?
You and I would last forever, too
In my dreams, my thoughts, my memories
and -
Somewhere, like the smell of wet earth,
In the monsoon.


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  1. Wonderful write, Arti.

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  2. Its lovely.
    I guess you need to start moderating your comments

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  3. Thanks, Ani.
    I don't know why, but I do not like to moderate the comments (freedom of speech ;))...
    I simply delete the "offensive" comments like the one that was posted before yours :)



    GBU
    Arti

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  4. no probs with that arti..all i'm saying is there are some stupid programs (bots) out there, that go about commenting on all the blogs they find..i'm all for freedom of speech

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  5. Yes, I know.
    Past few days I am a bit slower than what I usually am. Had I been my real self you would have not seen that comment at all :)

    I think, word verification should do the trick!

    GBU
    Arti

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  6. a lot of things bring back memories, pain, smiles and lost dreams too and there by induces rememberance and immortality in this otherwise mortal world

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  7. Yes, absolutely!
    Perfectly said...



    GBU
    Arti

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  8. HI Arti,

    Glad to be back. Yours words never stop expressing everything that is straight from the heart.

    Whispers

    PS I am now blogging under www.silently-whispering-in-the-wind.blogspot.com

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  9. Thanks, Whispers :)
    Welcome back.
    I will update the blogroll, thanks for telling me!


    Kep writing
    GBU
    Arti

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