Those laughs saved for later,
Suppressing asinine moments of glee,
Those minutes of time stored in unseen jars,
Living someplace other than present,
Saving proliferates,
When this life is lived through all its colours,
Those experiences of opportunities denied,
Waiting for a better one,
Those finesse of teachings lost,
Tarrying knowledge’s entry,
Someday life’s chord cuts,
Sans any intimation,
Sans any intuition,
Would lingering then save the day?
Would our lifeline care for deadlines ?
74 words.
Thoughts :- Life is lived through all its colours, ups and downs. We can neither save our ups lifelong, neither can we halt our downs. Each moment, each day.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running the Reena’s Exploration Challenge. The theme for this week was deadlines. Thank you Sammi Cox for running the Weekend Writing Prompt Challenge. The word for the week is asinine, which means silly and word limit is 74 words. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.
You are getting better with each post, Aishwarya! I love these lines
Those minutes of time stored in unseen jars,
Living someplace other than present,
Saving proliferates,
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Thank you very much, Ma’am. 🙂
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Saving …. by Aishwarya
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Beautiful lines! But I love the thought behind them even more 🙂
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Thank you very much, Priya. 🙂
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Beautiful!❤️
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Thank you very much, Aishwarya. 🙂
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Lovely and such true words of reality, Aishwarya. Loved your poem.
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Thank you very much, Kamal. 🙂
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🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
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Excellent.
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Thank you, Ma’am. 🙂
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My pleasure, dear.
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🙂
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Profound words🧡
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Thanks a lot, Jude. 🙂
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💛
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