Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Why do we?

Summer sleep, rainy talks
Falling leaves, cold blankets
Seasons change. So do we.

Lazy walks, school socks
Scribble pads, chewed pens
Seasons change. So do we.

Red roses, touchy cards
Long letters, shy tears
Seasons change. So do we.

Why do we?



Anonymous said...

wow! this was simply amazing!!

Solilo said...

Because change is the only constant thing in life.

Nostalgia in simple words. Beautiful!

Neilina said...

Why do we? No idea...may be we need to, u live life!

coffeeismypoison said...

This is so sweet. And Solilo is right...change is constant...and since its in our should be for the best!
I din't know u write following!!

Sujoy Bhattacharjee said...

Childhood nostalgia dripping all around....If we didn't change, this post would have been meaningless.
Which is why we must and hence do change.

Darshan Chande said...

How beautiful this poems is!! "Childhood nostalgia".. well said by Sujoy! Chewed pens... what an observation!!

Sujata said...

Why do we? ....very good question.

Joe Pinto said...

My dear Gauri,

I've turned it around my way.


Hot holidays, rainy tears
Rising anger, think pieces
Seasons change. So do we.

Brisk walks, fruit salads,
Early yoga, fading stress
Seasons change. So do we.

Given lectures, slow trains
Dry chapatis, waiting buses
Seasons change. So do we.

So we do.


Warm regards,
- Joe.

feddabonn said...

big goofy grin, gauri. this is you at your best-whimsical, sweet and thoughtful at the same time.

Gauri Gharpure said...

Gaurav-- Thanks..
I loved the polar bear post btw..

Solilo, Neilina, Coffee-- change is constant, yes.. but at times you hope it weren't. it ws at one such moment tht i wrote the poem down

Sujoy-- thanks..and yes, u r right.

Darshan-- i chewed pens, the blue reynolds ones. and gave up after scolding myself how bad the habit was..

Sujata-- u have an answer? :)

Sir-- Topsy turvy but nice.. I could definitely do something abt the brisk walks, fruit salads and think pieces.. :)

Gauri Gharpure said...

fedabonn-- thanks so much. i look fwd to your comments and am glad you liked this one. has turned out to be one of my favourites, yes.

Calliopia said...

What a gem of a poem. So simple and so succinct. It's one of those pieces that make you think I could have written this but the truth is it takes ppl with a special gift to be able to create sth like this. I'm jealous :)

mesjay said...

Cute poem. Changes... sometimes there are much more of them than we want, aren't there?

Gauri Gharpure said...

Callopia-- Thanks a lot for those sweet words. Your comment brought a huge, satisfying smile on my face...

Mesjay-- Thanks again, thanks a lot :)

Yes, when we look back (I seem to do a lot of looking back stuff, more than I should allow myself to) you want to go back and stay there, in your sweet-smelling past, sleep with a blanket over your head and shut out everything else.

Sujata said...

Summer sleep, rainy talks...I like the play of words and the images they invoke.



Iceman said...

The more the things change...more they stay the same!

rukna said...

simple and elegant.

Anup said...

sweet... :)

John Doe said...

someone once said that nothing changes, except us.

Miki said...

Change is, love is!

Miki said...

Change is,love is!!

Miki said...

Change is,love is!!
Lots of both is life well worth. Keep it up and distribute.