Monday, April 29, 2013

April Blogging Challenge - 25


Y is for Yellowed Diary


In the dark corners of my room, hidden beneath those old treasure chests
Carefully hidden from the prying eyes, safely tucked in a faraway corner
Is a yellowed diary which holds my heart in pieces that you left me with.
It holds the love I had for you, with all the dreams we had seen together.
Some fragments of broken promises and some of false hopes.
Those pages witnessed all that we had been through shedding copious tears with me each night
When you find do hold it with all the love for it is fragile like the old memories it holds
Flip pages with care not to tear any more than the shreds it already is in.
Slowly turn to the last page to read my last words:



Every night I stare at a star studded sky wondering what’s in store for me. I try to connect the dots and form a picture only to realise some of them are missing. Someone once told me every time I shed a tear a twinkling star is born and when I will connect them I will be able to witness the journey of my life. Does that mean every time my heart broke a star fell down? Maybe, because that explains the missing dots so well. 


40 comments:

  1. I always call a diary something that captures the phases of our lives....A Phasebook !! :D

    PhenoMenon

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    1. Wow... some innovative name that was!!

      :)

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  2. If diaries could only speak ....

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    1. And we could hear all that they say.......

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  3. Is this Deja Vu or was ur post published already and I commented already?

    PhenoMenon

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    1. Lolzzz.... it got published. Blogger does act funny sometimes :)

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  4. Nice one...guess love is all about this...the missing diary...finding it...connecting the missing dots and finding more... :)

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  5. Poignant !
    well composed..

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  6. Poignant..I like the concept of the missing dots!

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  7. So beautiful as the galaxy in the sky. Privy u r amazing. You knit the words so well to form a beautiful garment.

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    1. Wow Kalpana...thank you so much for such a lovely comment.

      I am truly honoured and touched :')

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  8. I always treasured those hidden yellow pages. Loved the memories linked to this.

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  9. Yellowed diaries are truly a treasure :)
    Good day

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    1. Oh yes they are ..no wonder I have so many of them, carefully hidden.

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  10. Oh man, that sure did strike a chord. I would love to read the entire diary, cover to cover, any day. Emotions beautifully conveyed.

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    1. :)
      Thanks so much BhavZz.. and I would then love to hear what you say after reading it!

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  11. This is just sooooooooooooooooo heart wrenching and heart warming, both at the same time. Loved it. Haven't we all held on to our own stars and words and memories, from time to time?

    Dropping in from A2Z
    BlogwatiG

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    1. Very true Blogwati Gee... :)

      Thanks so much!

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  12. Good post ! thanks for sharing .

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    1. :)

      Thanks so much for dropping by G Angela!

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  13. And the best way to move on is to tear up those diaries so no more stars fall down. But very nicely written and the sentiment was felt.

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  14. What a stunning thought. Im in love with the flair of the words. Superb.

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    1. Thank you so much Pallavi, this was just a random thought that stuck me as I lay on my bed last night scratching my brains for Y!!! :D

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  15. Beautiful memories captured forever !

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  16. When I was a kid, I used to keep a diary too. In it I would write my hopes and dreams. Volatile stuff it was. If it were to have caught the attention of my family members, they would have laughed at me. Finally I tore the diary. Hiding it was too much effort.
    I can so relate to the sentiments expressed in this poem. Yellowed the pages of the diary may be, but the feelings are ever-green. Beautiful!

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    1. Ohhh Cynthia I have also torn many of them like this and then I learnt the trick of writing... in secret codes so no one else would understand and I still do that. I create stories out of real life incidents changing names and places and no one can connect them!

      Thanks so much :)

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  17. Oh Privy, so heartfelt, so touching and oh-so-poignant. Its not just the tears that tell our life story, isn't it? Its also the smiles and fun moments that do.

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    1. Agree Cuckoo..very nicely said!

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  18. Diary turns dearly if you keep one.But it may turn heart-tearing also.The time for your last word is faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar very faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar, since expect moooooore and mooooore from you..

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