Unwrapping the memories
Languid days tied with a satin ribbon
I open the window to my soul
dust the cobwebs off
unlocking fragile memories,
forgotten fragrances
Of you…
Wrapped in scented tissue
pink as the first blush of love
here lies my memory
of the day when I saw you first
Wrapped in multi-coloured scarf
are the rainbow dreams I dared to dream
When I pursued you relentlessly
Knowing I had no chance
to be the crème de la creme
Here is the green kerchief soaked in
Tears of jealousy
containing my envy
when I saw you with other girls
all sows, I thought, around my pearl
This white envelope
dotted with drops of red
my bleeding heart’s tears
when i did not see you for years
And wrapped in cellophane
here is the scrapbook
where I squirreled away
nuggets of information,
About you.
Bubble wrapped carefully,
these are my galloping heartbeats
when I saw you next
Tied with a silver ribbon
what are these?
of course, treasured memory
Of our friendship
Passion I wrapped in this satin box
the hugs and kisses
you had showered non-stop
Oh,and this golden packet
most priceless of all
I wrapped all your love
lest I forgo it all
This crimson bottle holds
my red hot rage,when
of your lies, I took umbrage
At the bottom of this all
lies a big black pack
in it are stacked the bleached bones of
Our love
This latest pack
wrapped in all white
marks our mutual exoneration
Am keeping the diamond wrapped vase
enclosing our love,
on display
‘cos my heart is sure
faith will never lead us astray.
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The above poem was written for dVerse Poets Pub OpenLinkNight ~ Week 133.
@Zebra Crossing 
Beautiful.
Thank you dear Indira:-)
This is the first time I am reading your blog – thanks to OLN. I must say I like the theme of your blog – it’s neat and beautiful.
About your poetry – I loved to wave through the emotions and imagery all along. It’s a very pleasant and warm feeling.
Thank you so much for visiting my blog Abhra and for your warm comment:-)Am glad you liked the look of my blog and happy that my poem induced warm feelings in you-thanks again:-)
You are welcome – I would give you the same suggestions Bjorn has given already!
Thank you Abhra but am afraid that I may run away again-like always,lol!Will take a look 🙂
If you run away, you will not learn – even if you find the prompt difficult, and read others work – then only you grow as a writer – that doesn’t happen on OLN as everyone is writing on their own theme – but on MTB/Poetics, everyone is writing on the same theme differently – that reading broadens your view!!
Maybe so but am more into fiction than poetry and am happy doing that,thanks:-)
I see – okay, good luck!
Thanks:-)Wish you the same.
An interesting walk through the ups and downs of a long-time relationship. Most can relate to some if not all of this.
Thank you so much Ginny-so glad it made some kind of sense:-)
we have kept a box of ‘us’…memories along the way…something that touched us in our journey…its cool to go back and look through it…you made me think of it…those tangible memories are so strong…
Oh,you have?That’s so beautiful and romantic Brian-I had thought of doing when my daughter was born but never did! Am so glad that my piece reminded you of that box :-)Thank you so much for coming by to read and for the lovely comment,
oh heck…it can be painful to unwrap the memories… i’m not a good memory keeper….sometimes i think i should and maybe i’m missing out on things
Thank you for reading Claudia and yes I agree,memories are not always beautiful and they do hurt-so maybe it is better if one does not keep them wrapped so carefully 😉
Oh.. So glad to see you here… What a sad progression, love how you portrayed those memories that sting … Hurt like that.
Thank you Bjorn-I hope to be able to add something for OLN every week:-)
Am just coming from your page and boy,am still reeling-you are something else my friend-really I mean it!I salute your genius!
Why not check out the prompts on Thursday’s and/or Saturdays they are sometimes even more fun..
Oh no!They are so tough-am not that talented!
Check it out on Saturday 🙂 though…
Will do:-)
The love is palpable in your poem but so are the sadness and disappointment. Well-expressed!
Oh,thank you Gabriella ,am glad you think so:-)
You have really gotten across feelings well in your poem. Relationships can be rewarding but not always easy.
Thank you Mary-coming from a talented writer like you,I take that as a huge compliment and you are so right,not all relationships are rewarding:-)
Well this is my first time here ~ I enjoyed the different poetic expressions of love & sadness ~
Hope to see more of you in D’verse ~
Thank you for visiting and reading Grace-am happy that you liked what you saw :-)I hope to be on dVerse at least for the OLNs if not others:-)
“forgotten fragrances of you”—what a beautiful line….olfactory memories can be so incredibly strong and meaningful.
Thank you CC, for coming by to read and for this marvelous comment-glad it rang true:-)
I know you are drawn to fiction, but I do like this exploration into poetry. Poetry is another form of story telling, as you can still weave a story, but can do so in fewer, more meaningful words.
I love poetry and have a good hold over that in my national language Hindi(I have been writing in Hindi-Urdu mix since I was 13-though in between I did not write at all for almost 16 years) but waxing poetic in English is a tad difficult -I do not know the rules or the devices used or the forms-I feel very unprepared and not up to the task(sheepish grin) but am trying my hand.Surprisingly I found myself at ease writing a Tan Renga or a haiku-have taken a break for this month but will return to it next month.Meanwhile as Bjorn suggested ,will take a look again at Dverse on Sat/Sun 🙂
I admire the fact you can write multiple languages… I can barely handle just English!
Ah,that’s because I am in India and we have so many regional languages and most of us know at least two languages-no credit really 😛 And don’t say that-you are excellent at English!
I think it’s great you know more than one language. I took two years of Spanish in college, and live in an area of the country where that language is prevalent, but I’m afraid all I remember are the “naughty” words that could get me slapped (or worse!) Guess I’m sticking to English 🙂
Ha!ha!You can add those naughty words in one of your stories 😉 Sam took french for four years as a third language in school but sadly she hasn’t been able to pursue it-she was good at it too.I had Sanskrit as a third language for 3 years in school,but never understood its mathematical premise-only remember and understand a few words-unfortunately,none of them naughty,ha!ha!
Oh dear, I could never add them to story (I don’t know how to spell them correctly!) Seriously, though… I didn’t learn those words in school. I learned them in life- the restaurants I worked in had a good number of Spanish-speaking kitchen staff.
For spellings there is always google;-)Real life always teaches us more than any school ever can 😉
This is a fabulous poem. It’s very descriptive. It has a great flow.
Good write !!!
Thank you so much Isadora-so glad you liked it:-)