flowers bloomed
carefree
looking here
laughing there
as the day
slithered
from dawn to dusk
some of those flowers
turned pale
their end was their
the next morning
was not for them
~~~~~
Asha Seth
Award-winning Indian Book Blogger
flowers bloomed
carefree
looking here
laughing there
as the day
slithered
from dawn to dusk
some of those flowers
turned pale
their end was their
the next morning
was not for them
~~~~~
Asha Seth
An award winning book blogger, Asha is ranked among top 10 book bloggers of India. She has been blogging since 10 years and has reviewed more than 600 books. Her book blog 'missbookthief.com' has been awarded with many accolades including 'Best Indian Book Blog' by Indiblogger and 'Inspiring Book Influencer' by Crossword. She is also a poet, youtuber, and traveler. Notoriously known as 'The Book Thief', Asha lives in Mumbai, India, with her books and plants. Reach out for book collaborations and promotions.
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Same happens with people in our lives …relations cease to exist as life goes on …
When you reach a certain point in life, instead of talking past glory, you find yourself reminiscing about people who are only with us in memory.”
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A very short and real poem!
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Wonderfully melancholy!
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Nice words, Asha!
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Reblogged this on The Shubham Stories.
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