‘I’ as an echo, breathe in some places known. ‘But’
‘still’ cognizant of memories gone by.’I’
‘feel’ as stones waiting in the deserts who ‘know’.
‘The’ only chance they possess is with ‘you’.
‘Same’, as the echo breathing in places I know of, but you ‘don’t’.
-Manvendra Vidyathi
(The Stories beneath the eyes.)
Amazing Acrostic writing!! Truly awesome 🙂
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Thank you so very much. 🙂 This was my first attempt and I am happy that you find it good 🙂
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I certainly loved it 🙂
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I am glad 🙂
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man! the idea of echo as a remnant, an integral part and a forgotten reverberation is beautiful. Lovely acrostic.(double ;)….thumbs up)
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Thank you 🙂 thumbs up to you too 🙂
You explained this in such beautiful manner 🙂 Bless you.! 🙂
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the ever so humble virtuoso that u are, praising the praises of the tyro.
Bless you. The depth and intensity is amazing. what all does the silence hold.
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I feel very honoured. 🙂 I appreciate your thoughts 🙂 You have made me smile 🙂
And the Silence has holds everything, the unsaid as well as the said too. 🙂
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would love to discuss some of your poems sometime.
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Sure thing Sir. 🙂 I look forward to this 🙂
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thank you
and way to go
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