One fine evening
I sat knitting.
Shifting patterns and struggled trials,
Doing and undoing the thing,
over and over again…
At times, I cursed beneath my breath,
other times, I hurled them yarns and needles,
right across the room…
It was less a struggle with the needles,
more with my heart and mind.
The mind made it so obvious,
the heart hardly liked…
Why can you love someone,
but can never unlove them?
If only life was a ball of yarn,
with the needles in our hands.
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Asha Seth
Asha Seth 
Hey Asha 🙂
This poem is so nice. Simply amazing.
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Just loved it! Only love is real that’s why it can’t be undone!
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Brilliant observation. I am always delighted by your words. Meenakshi 😄😍
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Pleasure is mine Asha! Its a delight to read your work! 💖
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Ahh! Super. I was on the verge of concluding otherwise. You’re a sweetpie. 😍😘
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😘😘😘
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Beautiful word unlove so cute.
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Thank you, Nisthur.
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You’re welcome Asha !
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Happy to see you share your thoughts on the posts.
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Do you want me read couple of more posts right away..?
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As you wish, my friend. No obligations. Feel free to read whenever!😃
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Thanks for checking my posts…
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I’m beginning to love each one of them. You write with such intensity.
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Thanks Asha you are humble and kind… .
Glad connecting…
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Beautifully done my dear! I think maybe once we love the whole purpose of it staying within us even though sometimes we do wish we could ‘unlove’ it stays to grow our hearts stronger making them capable of holding even more love in the future. ❤ ❤ ❤
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So right you are! Maureen dear! 😉
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XOXO! ❤
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interesting read!
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Thank you.
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Firstly i liked the comparison, Knitting can get complicated like a Maze Puzzle aka LOVE. Have seen my mom struggling with Yarn balls 😛
Secondly the vocabulary and the flow of the poetry is excellent. Immense potential.. I felt i could have been a bit longer..
Thirdly coming to the jist of the poem, Most of the time, “Love is EVIL, spell it back it will show ya” 😀
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Haha. Space bound is a heartthrob. 💕 This is one of my favs. Less is more usually and that was the idea for the post too. 😝
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Interesting 🤔
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This is excellent 😊😊😊 wow
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Thank you!
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But it is…as each pain or fear (usually both), is tackled, we undo years of painstaking patterns, to begin again, correcting the odd stitch here or there, and slowly a more beautiful pattern combines with others to finally create a love like nothing else.
But first the mistakes, they have great purpose, to teach us that we can redo, go back a step or two, and even change colors mid stride…because we are the creators of that beauty we are building within…and each and every step is a learning, a confirmation in its outcome of what we are wanting in our lives.
So, throw the wool in your life across the room, come back later after absorbing that lesson…and later, because your heart asks you to, pick it back up again and add the change that you want…or not. But you will always change, whether you do or not want to play with the wool again…each step a little closer to that thing we all seek in our lives…the happiness of that self love that we struggle with in each stitch of our lives.
Its there, just waiting…a place with a pattern like nothing else 😀
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Just how brilliant an idea is that. Rather than being pissed and sore, to just let it go.
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Lovely unlove poem it is hard to unlove yet it is equally hard to truly love right on point with the knitting comparison 🙂
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Thank you, Pavithra. To have you visit here and read your happy thoughts. 😃 I find the idea of unloving truly satisfying. Unburdening oneself from undeserved pain.😉
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Reblogged this on Orthometry.
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True love is unconditional. If you love someone truly you can’t afford to unlove him/her. But the reality is true love is rarely found and most of the time its affection and attraction which one thinks is love which is not the case at all. They pretend themselves to be in love which was not love at all and at the end with whom he/she claims to be in love starts hating and neglecting to a great extent. If it was love in real sense how one can hurt his/her beloved?Sometimes it happens people take u turn suddenly and u know never come to know what went wrong exactly. You might be wondering what was your fault but you won’t be able to get answer from other side. This punishment is difficult to bear.
A great creation from your side. Liked it a lot. Nice work indeed. 🙂
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Thank you Ashish. Your thoughts give me so much more to think about. Perhaps, fodder for my next post. 😉
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Hey thats so nice to know. Will be surely looking forward to go through that. 🙂
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Super👍
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As always Asha, you’ve expressed beautifully!
Why unlove my dear…the heart that is capable of loving unconditionally is so very blessed 🙂
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Your words are so delightful, Divya. I quite agree with your humble thoughts here and yet sometimes, in pain, it wants to unlove and remain sane. 😃
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Asha lovely poem on loving and unloving. Time is the answer to heal the wound created by love. It may be any case as someone close not there or a girl getting married and leaves the family – any kind of love will be soothed only with time. we try to change our minds and focus on the reality and there we give the heart again a chance to fall in love with another. lovely words comapring them to knitting. 🙂
Meena
Missed lot of your posts. will try to keep up ……….
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Your words are so gratifying. Meena 🙂 And yes, second chances make live easier only if we are human enough to grant our hearts the liberty. It’s always a pleasure to see you around and read your words. Hope all’s well and happening at your end!
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All is super good with me dear. It’s sometimes difficult to keep up with blogging and reading all posts. Have great week ahead. 😘😘😘😘
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Sure it does. I find it quite restricting owing to the lack of time. Have a nice day, pie. 😃
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Beautiful thought put across!
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Thank you. 🙂
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Nice….
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Welcome to my blog, Steve. 🙂
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Creative the way you compared loving and unloving to knitting. ❤
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Thank you, dearest 😉 It’s been a while haven’t seen you around.
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My pleasure Asha.😄
Yeah, have been quite busy lately. But your blog is still in my hold.😉🤗
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Ahh! Perfect! 😉
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You have penned this one so beautifully. When it is true love, you don’t need to unlove because the connect is with the soul.❤
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Yes, it’s such relations that truly break us apart. We are never truly ourselves after that.
Good to see you stop here. Radhika 🙂
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You can never take back your heart.
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Sadly yes! Bella. 🙂
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Our life is just like a fabric
The knitters are
We
Our friends
Family and the most imp bieng God
Emotions and feelings are to be woven correctly
So that the fabric looks elegant
Good morning dear Asha
Have a nice day
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Well said, Kiran. How have you been?
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Fine but missing your presence 😊
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That’s sweet. 🙂 I’ve been faltering on my blog schedule. Managing to keep up somehow. Good to see you around, always. 🙂
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Must be other imp things I suppose ..well me too have lost the momentum a bit due to studies ..same situation here. 😊
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Yeah. It does get tad messy for me sometimes. How is college?
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College…
It’s becoming
College of sweet memories.
Day by day.
The buildings, the corridors, the narrow lanes, lush green lawns.
And the college canteen!
Full of buzz..laughter..we are humming bees.
To gather nectar of knowlege.
I am inching forward
Towards my goal.
Kehkasha is my best friend
Always there with me 👭
Our class teacher Prutha madam is a wonderful person
Ex-student herself..
Mostly behaves with us like us 😊
I am mostly busy with my project at the research centre.
A lot to write
But time constraint.
Happy news …
I got 8.8 sgpa score last year.
Good morning Dear Asha..have a wonderful day.
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Ok one thing I do know that as much as it hurts when you love and don’t get it back in return one thing comes through …at least you know you can love deserve to be loved.
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Haha! yes, that’s some consolation. Ain’t it? 😉
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Love is an unfathomable beast, it has no logic most of the time. If your love is not reciprocated then move on for there are many more out there more deserving.
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Your words always make me think more. I’m happy you make the dead cells active.
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always happy to keep you thinking my friend, especially if it puts a smile on your face.
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Except the majority who tend to unlove sooner than they fell in love, there are some who can never unlove. Loved the comparison of knitting and loving.
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It is a very debatable topic for me. While some confess eternal love, but no sooner have they uttered the words, they are attracted toward another. So then, is love really there? And if it was not reciprocated, should one not move on?
You tend to think in so many ways! The brain does tire. Phew!!
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