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Afshan Gupta Poem
recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge (from his writings)
I win fourth place, third place, second place
In innumerable contests and competitions
But everyone around me says
“Reach for the highest stars”
And so I reached.
I reached and reached and reached with all my heart
Never content with my success
However brief, the joy that lasted was always dismissed.
Now I am old, and fading with age, lost track of who I was ages hence
With my memories that keep me sane
I realize
I was never happy, only filled with disdain.
Not once.
Always determined to do better, be better.
I simply let those precious moments escape (perhaps even by chance)
And here, now, with my fading breath
I look around to see the people
Who stood rigidly throughout my life, now giving me their faith instead
Like a blinding beacon distributing happiness by the tear
That I never bothered to receive.
The people who stayed with me, made memories dear
Which I clutch close to my heart
And treasure like nothing else
Because as I part,
At the end of the day
A sculpted wood piece will always be just wood
No matter how many fancy titles are given to it.
17th October 2022, Monday
Contest: Past Memories
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Afshan Gupta Poem
Her head tips up,
Cocks to the side.
A smile graces her features
As she listens to the rumble of the sky.
The clouds start to drizzle,
The sun starts to hide
She laughs, full of joy,
As the droplets rain from the sky.
17 October 2022, Monday
Contest: BiteSize Poems
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