The day we become a history,
the sepia air dampened the lush
green memories,the hollow houses
stood empty while the gleeful
ghosts of the past occupied shallow
graves, that lazy brook saw it all
with her tearful eyes, the azure skies didn’t
budge from their stands while the
ancient trees remained testimonials
of the day we become a history.
40 thoughts on “The Day We Became A History”
This beautifully written poem reminds me of some of the poems of 19th Century poetess Christina Rossetti.
I read Christina Rossetti long time back, in my university days! I’m so glad you liked it Count, hope you are doing ok!
This is really unique and beautiful, Tanya.
Thanks a lot dear, I’m so glad you liked it. Truly appreciate it! Hope you are doing ok!
I am Tanya.. thank you… just facing life’s challenges as usual 🙂
We all are sailing the same boat honey!
Good afternoon, your poem touched my heart❤️
I am so very glad that it touched you, truly humbled by your kindness!
Wow – what a beautiful way to cast this on time for history to remember
I’m so humbled by your kind words, Shantanu, truly appreciate it!
My absolute pleasure
The haunting undertone of your writing always leaves an impression. I love the way you captured even the minutest ripple of emotions so descriptively.
What an interesting read. I could not have written it any better that you already did. Thanks for sharing!
I am so glad my words resonated with you, truly appreciated your kind words. I am truly humbled 🙂
This is so so beautiful Tanya,
Hi Megha, thank you so much for your kind words, truly appreciate it. Hope you are doing ok!
Yes, Im doing good.Though fed up with this fluctuating weather and waiting for the spring break to start.How about you?
Thanks a lot Bill, I am so glad you liked it. Truly appreciate it!
Very well done. My pleasure!
Thanks Bill, how are you?
My pleasure, Tanya! I am well, and so thankful for spring. Hope you’re having a lovely day!
It’s great to finally have spring!
Are you with me?!?
It’s a deal…we reject, wholeheartedly, any lingering notion of winter.
Sure I am, spring is beautiful!
The magic of writing, when words become a real, is seen captured in your post.
Thanks a lot for your kind words, truly humbled!
What an interesting write, Tanya! Loved the gleeful ghosts still hanging around to see us put down!! Nature is like a cat. It always does its own thing in its own time!!
Dear Dwight ( Alliteration :)) I am really glad you liked my poem. Agreed nature is like a cat, it has its own way (great metaphor) and yes the gleeful ghosts watching us over. Appreciate your profound insight and kind words. Regards.
Thanks Tanya … it takes profound poetry to get a profound assessment!! :>)
You made me smile 🙂 with your kind words. Bless you.
Hey Pankaj how are you? Thanks for your lovely comment truly appreciate it.
Thank you 🙂