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Fading Away

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Your enclosure 
right from my birth 
I merely a bud
You save me from 
surrounding dearth,
Within you I nutured myself, 
A sudden casteaway of yours 
rendered me into a new self,
You're still by my side, 
yet you let my efflorecence
 to be in the light,
you have been always 
a part of me, 
without you 
 I am incomplete 
with lost essence of 
life and glee
I am fading away,
With each wind's blow 
I sway.
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  1. Ranita SinhaMay 22, 2014 at 1:47 AM

    Such beautiful words you have woven together..

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    1. SimranJune 3, 2014 at 7:21 PM

      Glad you find my words beautiful. Thanks Ranita ji :)

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  2. BikramMay 22, 2014 at 8:28 PM

    i read the title and the first thought that came to mind was I need to fade away...

    nice little poem simran

    Bikram

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  3. Someone is SpecialMay 23, 2014 at 11:31 PM

    This poem reminds me of my poem, "Come on idiot, you are for me" Touching poem little one!

    Someone is Special

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    1. SimranJune 3, 2014 at 7:22 PM

      :)
      Glad it brought some beautiful memories to you!
      Thank you.

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  4. Amrit SinhaMay 24, 2014 at 10:39 AM

    Beautiful ... so deep and true :-)

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  5. MohiniMay 29, 2014 at 9:06 PM

    Touching and so deep as always...:)

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  6. JeevanJune 1, 2014 at 2:05 PM

    Beautiful Simran! This connects me with mother and child :)

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    1. SimranJune 3, 2014 at 7:24 PM

      Wow! you make me think with a different vision.
      Thanks dear :)

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  7. संजय भास्‍कर June 2, 2014 at 1:24 PM

    Touching Such beautiful words

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    1. SimranJune 3, 2014 at 7:25 PM

      Great to know it touched your heart. Thanks :)

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