 |
| Pic credit: Google Images |
Little things remind me now of who we used to be
A quiet walk, an Autumn road, bare branches on a tree
That spread wild across the sky, searching foolishly
For a lover, friend, partner, who somehow lost the way
For those perfect for each other, yet who could not stay
Little things like these make me miss you every day
The tree stands proud and tall, the season’s yet to change
It refuses to share its misery, I think of that as strange
How it hasn’t crumbled still for a love so out of range
It makes me think of you and me and a little more of you
How we gave up a bit too soon, a regret I’d come to rue
Wondering if you think of ‘us’, as often as I do
Little things like these make me miss you even today
Long since we burned bridges, a heavy price to pay
For constantly changing seasons and words we did not say
Maybe the tree in summer was once laden with flowers
Maybe it thrives on memories too, like we now do on ours
For love, at times, can be both, our weakness and our power
The tree may be in bloom again in summer and in spring
Decked with fragile blossoms and all the joy they bring
Vibrant hope to butterflies fluttering gossamer wings
Little things remind me now of who we used to be
They offer strength to stand alone, show me possibility
And now I think of me and you, but a little more of me
©️ Priyanka Naik (aka 'Pri')
P.S: “This post is a part of ‘UMeU’ Poetry Blog Hop #UMeUBlogHop organized by Manas Mukul . The hop is brought to you by Soul Craft and You, Me & The Universe.”
This journey of self-exploration is worth it...this finding of me
ReplyDeleteWell expressed
Thank you, Pooja. Little things can sometimes make us introspect on the complexities of life and relationships. I have realized it is often the perfect way for closure. :)
DeleteLovely metaphors usage the poem. I loved the line - love can be a weakness and a power...-so true.
ReplyDeleteThe last line - now I think a little more of me- shows the acceptance to move on.
Overall a brilliant poem.
Thank you, Gowri, for interpreting perfectly the intent behind the piece and conforming. :)
DeleteVery nicely penned. Thank you for writing this one.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank 'you', Mayura, for reading and liking it. :)
DeleteLike you, I too value little things a lot Priyanka and hence could relate to the poem all the more, loved the last two lines the most.
ReplyDeleteThat's wonderful, Roma. I truly believe it's the little things that eventually offer clarity to the bigger picture.
DeleteThank you for coming over and reading me. :)
Yes it is little things that reminds of everlasting thing in memory, beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ramya.Little things make wonderful memories, yes. They also serve as beautiful lessons. :)
DeleteA lovely poem from you! I loved the imagery this poem conveys. Very well written.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chinmayee. I'm happy you liked it. :)
Delete'It makes me think of you and me and a little more of you'..WOW
ReplyDeleteLovely piece of poetry Priyanka ji. Loved the subtlety of little things.
From about quitting to managing this heartfelt piece..its amazing. I am glad you chose to be a part of the #UMeUBlogHop. Means a lot.
#Jokerophilia
Thank 'you', Manas. For organizing the hop and for prodding me to give in my entry amidst the overwhelming Chaturthi fervour. Ganpati Bappa did see to it that I did not neglect writing and provided me with some early morning inspiration.
DeleteI'm glad you liked my poem, and I'm glad I participated (see, its 'Little things' like these that truly matter.) 😁
Beautifully penned! Everything revolves around these little things that pave way to bigger things in life
DeleteNice take on the theme. Thinking a little more of me at times is important.
ReplyDeleteTrue, Rashi. I completely agree.
DeleteThanks for dropping by :)
Nicely penned and beautifully weaved poem. Little things and some lovely moments always form memories to cherish forever. Always find happiness in such sweet little things that can keep the joy and fun of life refreshed.
ReplyDeleteAnd sometimes these little things provide us with big lessons too---a win-win situation, I say, to pay attention to the little things in life. :)
DeleteWell expressed, Pri.
ReplyDelete"For constantly changing seasons and words we did not say"
Heavy price many relationships do pay.
But, it has made you think a lot more today.
It's all the Universe's conspiracy, what do you say?
Ah, yess! The brighter side.
DeleteStrange are the ways of the universe.:)
A beautiful expression of finding self a journey from out to within is what i could interpret. Lovely expression and use of theme
ReplyDeleteThank you, Deepika. Your interpretation is perfectly right. :)
DeleteLoved the transition from 'a little more of you' to a 'little more of me'. Maybe that's where the pitfall is isn't it... Sometimes it makes us wonder had it not been a little more but equal of you and me then how it would have been. But as they say things are meant to be are meant to be and those which are not are better that they are not. The transition once made is when things have arrived :). Loved the depth in the lines of your poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ira. I'm glad you liked it. :)
DeleteMy favorite part was the end, I am an ardent supporter of self-preservation. Also, I enjoyed how you wove the tree and the seasons into the story. Beautiful
ReplyDeleteThanks, Namratha. Self-preservation is best gift one can give oneself. Although, it may seem a little selfish at times, we need to realise that it is more of a duty...a responsibility towards the self. :)
DeleteI'm glad you liked my work. Do visit again.
Regret in life is one virtue we wish to not have but all have their own set of it. Leading a life with new season gives the poetry a dimension of hope and that is enriching conclusion.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I'm glad you flund it hopeful. I was hoping the lines would deliver that effect.:)
DeleteSomewhere, it pulled my heartstrings....an experience I could relate to.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Janaki. I'm glad you liked it. :)
DeleteI loved the way you compared strength to tree and lifecycle and the poem says at its final point to think about yourself is a step to knowing ourselves better.
ReplyDeleteAnd I loved the way you interpreted it exactly the way I wished you to. Thank you. :)
DeleteBeautifully penned! Everything revolves around these little things that pave way to bigger things in life
ReplyDeleteThank you,Leela. I'm glad you think so too. It's the little things that matter most, no? :)
DeleteHeartwarming and endearing poem which makes us come closer to our own self. The transition from 'U' to 'Me' sums it all.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Zenobia. I'm so glad you liked it. :)
DeleteAnd now I think of me and you, but a little more of me..so beautiful penned your journey and acceptance of you as you. Life teaches you so many things done in real hard way. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Swati. Life is indeed the biggest teacher. :)
DeleteBeautifully penned. When there is love, memories comes along, good or bad whichever, what matters we shouldn't forget that ME that lies within us and you have well shown the power of acceptance when you said, "now I think of me and you, but a little more of me". Loved it!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Archana. I'm glad you liked it. Indeed, love for the self should and must come above romantic love. It is the only way of self-preservation sometimes. :)
DeleteSubtle yet powerful poem, Priyanka.
ReplyDeleteI loved how you moved from little more of you to little more of me. Change is unavoidable yet takes time to sink in.
Absolutely, Pragnya. Realisation often hits us in retrospect. But I guess it is better late than never.
DeleteThank you for visiting my space and liking my work. :)
The end was such a pleasant surprise! Love changes and changes many things and your beautiful verses explained those changes so well. It was a pleasure reading this!
ReplyDeleteMayuri/Sirimiri
Thank you, Mayuri. I'm humbled by your words. :)
DeleteIt is important to cherish all the relations we have but letting go and keep 'I' first needs courage. It is the right move in every sense. Beautifully expressed.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Neha. You are absolutely spot on about self-worth. One cannot afford to lose oneself in the process of loving someone else.
DeleteA great write about loss of love and the journey of moving on. I like the way you've used the metaphor of tree to describe the pain and acceptance. Your words truly spoke to me and made me nostalgic and your last lines give me hope. The final stage of finding one's true self! Hope I'll reach there too :)
ReplyDeleteTrust me, if you have realized you want to be there, then very soon you will be.
DeleteThe realization is half the task done! :)
Thanks for reading and liking my work.
Beautiful piece of writing Priyanka.Loved the lines
ReplyDelete"Little things remind me now of who we used to be
They offer strength to stand alone, show me possibility
And now I think of me and you, but a little more of me"
So beautifully expressed.
Thank you, Abha. I'm glad you liked it. :)
Deletelittle things little joys little griefs …. That’s what shape our being …giving us enormous power to endure any difficulty that comes our way or relish any joy that is showered on us… a theme beautifully explained
ReplyDeletelittle things little joys little griefs …. That’s what shape our being …giving us enormous power to endure any difficulty that comes our way or relish any joy that is showered on us… a theme beautifully explained
ReplyDeleteThanks, Shalini. Indeed, our circumstances shape us. They bring along a fair share of hurt too. But it is entirely on us whether we die a caterpillar or emerge from the chrysalis as a beautiful butterfly. :)
Delete