Dying embers.
Wild flames.
Twenty-six letters.
A thousand names.
Scratches on paper.
Slender frames.
Young words.
Ancient games
Wither and fade,
Into an insipid blur.
But with some Rhyme,
Alliteration, Assonance,
And consonance,
Forming a battalion of lines
And stanzas,
Winning hearts,
And breaking too.
Leaves their mark.

– Mahesh Mali.

Copyrighted © 201718 Mahesh Mali |Awesomengers

Published by Mahesh Mali

Author of 'Reflections of My Youth' | Student @ SPPU | Former Fellow @BeingVolunteer | Freelancer @PlayoApp | Tennis Player

43 thoughts on “Words

  1. Ahaaan! Fir se read karke bhi wohi feeling aayii! This is so beautiful, Mr Positive. ❤ Indeed, words are very powerful. They can break things and make them too. Great work. Also, I am so happy to see you here after so long. 😹 Keep blogging, huh. I want love wale poems and that novel too. Likhho usko.

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    1. Fir se tumhari reaction padhke utna hi achha laga 😁
      I’m thinking to be “active” on WordPress like old days. Par love poems nahi jyada iss baar bahot hue hai yaha… Kuchh variety chahiye na readers ke liye 😂

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      1. Haanji! Kuchh bhi likhlo bhale, you always need one person to base your thoughts on. Nahi? 😆

        So, ab wo time aa chuka hai, aapke exams bhi hogaye, koi excuses bhi nahi bache 👾, now you should publish your novel wale episodes na. Tabhi aage likhne ki aur inspiration bhi aayegi.

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