when I returned
lost and beaten
through the woods
to reach where I belong
no one was there
to welcome me
except the scorching trail
and the ruins beyond
~~~~~
Asha Seth
By: Asha Seth
Ruins
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Bookworm. Poet. Story-teller.
when I returned
lost and beaten
through the woods
to reach where I belong
no one was there
to welcome me
except the scorching trail
and the ruins beyond
~~~~~
Asha Seth
Comments are closed.
Asha Seth 
Intense and deep carrying symbolism, Asha!
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Hello
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Good evening!
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Love this. Cracking little poem!
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Thanks, Matthew. How have you been?
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Good thanks Asha. You?
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I’ve been well. It’s been so long I never saw you or heard from you.
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Lol I’ve been here just working away quietly!
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So true of life, perseverance is everything!
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It indeed is.
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Asha, the lines generate an instant impact on the reader…very powerful way of crafting words…well done
Regards
Roy
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Thank you very much for the kind words.
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It’s often tough to travel back in the past, things change even if we don’t 😦
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Yes, and more often than not, we may not be as likely to accept the change.
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True it’s hard to accept the change especially if it’s a undesirable one🤔
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It’s hard to accept the changes especially if they are undesirable ones😏
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I love this poem. I am wondering the context. I imagined a sort of “you can’t go home again” theme as I was reading it.
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It is amazing how everyone of us has a different perspective to a piece of work.
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Yes, that’s one of the fascinating things about writing. 🙂
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I am still contemplating your view trying to fix it with the poem.
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I definitely don’t think your poem needs any fixing. My interpretation can be off the mark sometimes 😂
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