It had been so many years now
But you never understood
That, you are a dumbo
You know why, because you are always proved wrong
Whatever you think or see
You always trust it
And believe that, its true
But it had not always been
Sometimes it seems, as if
You are just like a sweet kid
Or a little angel amidst the odds
Who even, didn't care
Whenever u considers yourself
You treat life as of a decade ago
But when it comes for others
Time on its own, run fast forward
Even though, most of the people
Had taken you for granted and cheated you
But you are so innocent
That you forgot everything and smiled again
You never blamed others
For whatever they did
And had always remained calm by
Showing that
nothing had happened
Your trueness was stolen by many
And had been understood as weakness
That’s why people escaped out easily
Leaving you empty and vacant
But dear little, don’t worry
It will make you strong and wise
And will let you
More close to your self
Oh my dear dumbo heart
Now I don’t want you to understand
About anything and anyone
Be you, only you, as always you are.
It's tough to make the heart understand at times !!
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That was touching. I had went through this, sometimes as GS said, its difficult. And the easiest way toe scape the pain and questions are to close the doors of heart.
ReplyDeleteHeart has a way of his won. Interesting poem Ruchi!
ReplyDeleteO Ruchi, this is soooo good!!! It is heart wrenching advice and consolation. Help written by your poet, first person to:
ReplyDelete1. a present or former loved one, someone loved very dearly;
2. the Poet himelf/herself because of hurts, probably one recently; or
3. Dumbo, the little grey mouse in the picture who is so very innocent and always will be. I can see him thrown in a corner or trampled on in a doorway someplace. Yet he never will complain, he cannot.
Been missing your writing, I am very glad you wrote this.
Thank you.
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Your picturisation of heart as credulous one is at once interesting and true.A nice poem
ReplyDeleteThe heart often wins. nice one.
ReplyDeleteIt's good if you continue to listen to your heart. It usually shows the right path though not always the most profitable.
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ReplyDeleteThe heart speaks . doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteGo on.
And thank you for coming by my blog and dropping your comment. Welcome again.
Interesting poem
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Being oneself is so important, Ruchi:)
ReplyDeletethis is so touching and lovely. :<)
ReplyDeletenice poem Ruchi. Yeah, the human heart is very hard to understand.
ReplyDeleteYou write very well Ruchi! Words straight from heart... Keep writing.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blog and leaving a comment which lead me to your writings.
Cheers!
Lovellyyy poem and perfect pic
ReplyDeleteVery well expressed Ruchi-heart knows best!
ReplyDeleteHeart-winning.
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ReplyDeleteVery Nice Indeed,
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Well crafted words..beautiful,,
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ReplyDeleteaS ALWAYS i SAY ~AWESOME~ hEArT ToUcHING lINES... !!!!
ReplyDeleteShaanar-jaandar.
ReplyDeletekeep it up,
ReplyDeletelovely free verse here.
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ReplyDeleteIt reminds me of myself. O:-)
ReplyDeletewell expressed
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