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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

12 February, 2005

A Weather-beaten Face...

Each wave creates –
A layer of sand.

Another wave adds –
To the burden of the land.

Each memory creates –
A smile on the lip,
A tear in the eye.

Each memory adds –
To the wrinkle nearby!

Praneeta Paradkar



Blogger Pragya said...

Beautiful, Praneeta! Welcome to the blog!


12 February, 2005 20:48  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Amazing.... beautiful metaphors..

13 February, 2005 22:08  
Blogger Max Babi said...

Hi Praneeta,
Very wry humour -welcome to the middle-aged club. Do not pluck out any silver hair...they will spread on.
Good poem, tho, must say.

16 February, 2005 23:50  
Blogger raindanseuse said...

This poem reads so much like an epitaph. It's bare simplicity and beautiful imagery are extremely attractive. Absolutely wonderful!

17 February, 2005 11:57  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


15 June, 2005 11:07  

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