Pathways
5 April 2016
Falling drops of rain
Mingle with the yellow sands
Brown maps on roadside
Parched memories like deserts
Drenched by heart relive pathways
Reading of the poem:
Lagrimas – B Tribe
Pathways
Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum
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Parched memories like deserts
—– I will like to avoid that desert. There is a lot of pain behind those words.
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Thank you for your thoughts Pranab. Personally I prefer transcending pain to avoiding it 🙂
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Just because I like to avoid it does not mean that I can avoid it. I try to lock it and throw away the key.
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Floods of memories restoring life inside us. Beautiful Geetha!
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Thank you Eric 🙂
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wow short but it packs one hell of a visual punch. Bravo Geetha! You are truly versatile.
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Thank you Melinda 🙂 This tanka was inspired by rains earlier in Dubai
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You’re welcome 🙂 that must have been some rain!
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Not really this time but I feel things more intensely than the norm 😀
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🙂 as do I
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AWESOME
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Thanks Naren
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Wow really beautiful
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Thank you!
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Beautiful
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Thank you Derrick 🙂
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