Closet cleaning

Few old letters, re- read
Few snaps re - looked
Memories renewed
Some tears shed.

Those pebbles of various colors,
collected from the 
Golden sandy shores
Shaken, toyed with

A leaf with few words inscribed
"forget me not"
Ah a bundle of ribbon caught

A string with pasted hearts
Each holds a word
Ah each holds my world!

Every little detail revised and set aside
I realized
I have nothing to clean!

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Sanket Rathod said...

hold on to the world, you wish to?

Kishore Choudhary said...

I have nothing to clean!
Beautiful...

Amiya chatterjee said...

No there is nothing , Nothhing at all to throw away.
Treasures of life cannot be thrown away meena.

hitchwriter said...

why is every one feeling nostalgic today ??

just read ajit's post and now this...

so many memories... beautifully written though !

Nave said...

I have nothing to clean either ;) God bless :)

mystic rose said...

Ah! You are lucky :)

Impressionist said...

aw. thats a beautiful poem! :)
u sure are lucky!!

-I

Bindhu Unny said...

Hi, I can relate to these feelings.
Sweet poem :-)

C. R. Stone said...

Sweet emotions.

Kabir said...

Your world of all things dear to you. Lovely.

Shravan said...

i too have nothing to clean except some wounds :)


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ananya chatterjee said...

very thought provoking dear

Vidushi said...

Very touching lines...lovely poem...

A Girl Who Believed In Angels said...

hmm....
I doubt if I would like to some cleaning...
I loved this poem... n i would be refreshing to find some old stuffs...

Tulika Verma said...

beautiful! :)