The ink.

December 17, 2010


Filed under: Musing — Asmita @ 11:55 am

Your old hair pins

lying in my drawer

A pair of your jeans

with faded color


A hand-made

birthday card

in my name

A colorful candle

on the stand

waiting for the flame


The bookmarking

chocolate wrap

The stickers

in my book of scrap


They are all here

They are all safe

But, it’s you

That I’ve lost.



  1. finally she appeared wid a beautifully crafted poem!

    Comment by Nakima — December 20, 2010 @ 3:12 pm | Reply

  2. simply beautiful 🙂

    Comment by reiycha — December 21, 2010 @ 2:50 am | Reply

  3. They all are safe
    and you too,
    in my thoughts.

    LOVED IT 🙂

    Comment by Sumati — December 21, 2010 @ 3:31 pm | Reply

  4. wow!!! just loved that artistic irony !!

    Comment by Nadeesh — December 25, 2010 @ 4:54 pm | Reply

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