The air filled with mourns
In an empty amphitheater
Waiting for the carnival of souls
Returning to the home ground
As the slowly dropping silence
Melted into the deplored voices
Of the unheard and unwanted
Joy of the barred choices
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
Hi and thank you for enjoying my Characters from Different Cultures blog. It’s nice to see more poetry on WordPress.
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It was nice. Long interval between this and the next post you made though.
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Yes, that’s true. Hopefully will have lesser intervals now on. Glad you liked this though 🙂
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Sure. 🙂
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My senses are awakened by this poem!
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Thank you Christy 🙂 I am honored..
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WoW!!! the sadness in this is palpable………..when life happens…….sometimes, rather often, dreams are crushed and cried muffled……..loved this!!! you write beautifully…….!!! 🙂 🙂
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Thank you very much 🙂 I’m glad you like my poetry. Sadness sometimes defines individuals. It pushes you to your limits, it also makes you see good in people.. Sadness makes you want to make other people happy.
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my pleasure…….
it does…..you are so right……!!! reminds of of something i wrote as a comment on some post:
shelter her with care,
for she doesn’t demand;
like a lover.
she seeks your attention
as an abandoned child,
staring from a corner,
looking for affection.
love your sorrow
😀
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Loved what you wrote! 🙂 Marvelously innocent
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Thank you!!! 🙂 🙂
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😀😀
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“Waiting for the carnival of souls”
nice!
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Thank you Rob 😊
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