A Past is a Broken Diary

This post and poem happened because of a prompt casually thrown at me by my co – blogger at Pencliff and a dear friend Alien Poet. And his heading wasย  – A Past is a broken Diary.
His topic was challenging and interesting, and this is the end result of his topic, hope you enjoy it as much I enjoyed writing it. AP so here it goes:

A past is a broken Diary

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Words unspoken to others, written in you,
You were always my secret holder, in my view,
When the words of others hurt, I came to thy bosom,
And, you gave me peace untold, you became my phantom.

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Like a cloud I wandered around,
Over the cliff, the stream and the valley,
The heart in search of a soothing balm,
To ease the pain I endured in my past life.

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Life lived with vulnerable moments,
Guess the beginning itself was bad omens,
Is there anything I have left unsaid,
To the only solace of my life, you remain, I dread.

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The past is a broken diary, I felt,
A broken piece of music left in my soul,
Only a few could read my past, as a whole,
Only few had the key to the broken diary of my past, I felt.

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Author: anamikaisblogging

Uhmm! What do I say abt myself. Love to read, write, watch tons of movies and loves music. Educated enough to enlighten a few things to a few some who shows the interest to listen. This is me in a nutshell. Will let out little by little, like the cat out of the bag. Ok I think it's time to let out one more passion of mine, which I as much love as writing, and that is cooking. Trying out different new recipies with a slight variation added of mine makes my culinary skills a little adventurous cuisine.

116 thoughts on “A Past is a Broken Diary”

      1. Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
        Life is too short if we cling to our past .
        We are products of our past, but we don’t have to be prisoners of it
        A good past leads someone to Everest heights and bad memories drags us to Mariana trench depths.
        No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
        Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.

        !!@NAMIKa Great piece of poetry with Amalgam of Shakespeare thee thy thou which refreshes the past memories of Awesome school days.

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      2. Yes! I myself had to study Shakespeare’s work as a part of.curriculum… โ˜บbut this is the first time someone has told my work reminds them of their school days. Thanks much Nagaraj ji…I have a feeling you are not a part of WordPress family. If I am not wrong you have already once visited my blog too .. am I right?
        All what you said holds true past is past present is.the gift God has given uz to build a better future. There is no point wasting more time in brooding over a past which is better left behind, the scars might remain but not big enough to hide a future ….Thanks a ton for the encouraging words Nagaraj ji….

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    1. Till now, i thought I was following you, suddenly and sadly i noticed tdy, I noticed I am not. I am sorry about that . Didn’t want to waste another minute in following one of my favourite blogger, so clicked it fast…๐Ÿ˜
      I sincerely apologise for my blunder of being in presumption that I am already your follower….

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    1. Ji was supposed to mean being respectful. Haha…as i have no clue as to who you are…it was not meant to be raji at any cost…
      Ok if u don’t like the ji at the end i remove it…..now is everything ok Mr. Nagraj… haha๐Ÿ˜

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      1. The other most accurate one (probably not quite as accurate) is “The Bible: In the Beginning…”, based on the first 22 chapters of Genesis. Most changes (which are few) are due to special effects limitations of the 1960s.

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      1. Why is that so, if you have followed my blog automatically u get in ur reader’s feed and intimation by mail too every time i publish a new post. Do one thing un follow my blog and then follow my blog fresh once again and see..It might work.

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    1. I appreciate the effort and time taken to go through the post and trying to get the deeper meaning of it…I am also a.budding poet not any professional one. So it means.a.lot when you say my poem inspires you to be a poet yourself some day.. Thank you much Sridhar for the encouragement and your kind words. These words are not short of any award by itself…. Nandri…..

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