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abandonment, breakup, casual lovers, empty nest, har ghar kuch kehta hai, Heartbreak, heartless humans, home is where the heart is, infatuation, live in relations, love nest
I’m the womb where ardor & promises are born
I’m the tomb where ardor & promises drown
I cherish dreams as I grow brick by brick, stone by stone
My roof stands joyous witness to every whisper and moan
I’m the envy of the neighborhood
privy to cuddles & kisses
to misty futures & imminent hopes
to throbbing orgasms on a floor of wood
Ah, but fickle love snuffs out
Shrugged off, used & abused
Wrung dry of all rasa in indecent haste
Redundant as a leaky condom flicked in the waste
Robbed of novelty & longevity
Emotions fizzle out into brevity
Far apart have my cozy birds flown
My wounds into scars have grown
Their moments wither, but memories survive in my hearth
Neither inert nor lifeless, my empty nest awaits rebirth
Har ghar kuch kehta hai (Every home tells a story)
The trauma of transitory infatuations –
borne by the abandoned love pads of ephemeral lovebirds.
Can a house forget the moments & emotions which its human occupants toss aside so nonchalantly?
Is every non-living thing necessarily lifeless?
Impractical Dreamer: Sweety Shinde 
A heartfelt poem, Sweety. Beautifully written. Like the way you empathize with home. I don’t want to elongate my comment by expressing my views on love here, as I shared it in my last post elaborately.
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Thank you Ravish! I’ve always been very entangled emotionally with home. It hurt me to see how too are susceptible to the use&throw policy in modern times.
As for love, that remains a complicated topic. Looking forward to reading your views on them.
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I just loved the personification of a house, which is privy to the intimate details of its occupants. Love changes shades and tones just like the colours on the walls of a home.
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Thank you! I’ve always felt a home affect its occupants as much as occupants affect it. Every house gives off its individual whiff and vibes.
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That’s a beautiful poem indeed. I loved reading it 🙂
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Thank you Jyoti! No newspaper every focuses on the emotional woes of the house left behind by breakup couples. Especially in year 2016 there have been so many. We speak of the couple involved as gossip fodder, but there is a vacuum left behind which doesn’t get any attention
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Oh yes each house has a story to tell and if that house is a home it is much more wonderful. ..
A beautiful poem..
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Yes, just 2 alphabets make such a huge difference between home and house. I’m sure we imbibe their vibes as they imbibe our wavelengths.
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It gave me chills believe me. Symbolism through the eyes of passion engirdled. An ardent fervour account with rhythmic flow.
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Oh wow, such powerful words. You made my day!
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A house becomes a home because of its occupants; it feels for them. I love to think like this, too.It’s a separate entity witnessing each and every moment of their lives, of changing shades of love, hatred, joy, and sorrow.
I loved the rhyming and the line, “Redundant as a leaky condom flicked in the waste”
I recently read a similar line in a famous Bengali poet’s work… 🙂
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Yes, a witness and participant in all their emotional upheavals. In some ways, it may modify their mood swings too.
I’ve always felt safe, cocooned and nurtured when in my home. Infact everyday after work, its a sheer joy to return to its arms.
Somebody once said – Home is where nobody can deny you entry.
Thank you for your kind words. So I can foresee fame a la the Bengali poet 🙂 Ah, great minds work alike 🙂 🙂
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Yes, home is exactly like that!
Hehe… true, great minds work/think alike…
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Such a beautiful poem. You have such a thoughtful mind. Excellence personified.
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Thank you, thank you, thank you. Today’s callous attitude to emotions and all 2-minute relations make me very sad.
Haven’t you felt like a home absorbs our vibes and in return gives out vibes?
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In this fast moving consumption driven life everything is a commodity to be consumed.
Some people want to consume experience of living with a particular person or at particular place and move on. This consumption driven society believes in the motto that we live for once only and we are young for once only.
Everything is a new experience, just consume and move on.
This “modern” society is rights based unlike old times when society was duty based. This rights based approach of social organisation has promoted the egocentric tendency.
While right based approach has helped us remove shackles of religion , caste and community rules, it has also created a new breed of self- serving monsters who just want to consume as much without thinking about others.
Houses are many, homes are few. Most of modern humanity would find it difficult to establish homes. It cannot be established by brick and mortar. It needs love, family , friends and beautiful memories.Everyone and every event of our life leves an imprint on our house and makes it a home.Those vibes you are talking about contain reflections of our personality or or the personalities of our loved ones. But these days, not only our loved ones keep changing but we ourselves are changing rapidly. Either we make peace with older vibes or we kill them by imposing new traits of our personality on them . Third option is to move out.
Homes do aborb our vibes and gives its own vibes in return. But the problem arises when either we have changed or the circumstance has changed. Good vibes become bad vibes after any such change.
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Wonderfully written!
Nuclear families have snuffed out the support system of 2 generations – grandparents & grandchildren. All 3 generations should ideally coexist to act as buffers for each other.
Children need love as much as discipline. We are just wasting all that wisdom and commonsense that elder gen can provide.
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I feel a home retains what has happened there since long for sometime. You can get that feeling once you spend a quiet time there.
I have been to some castles in the US and was able to sense that feeling…speaks volumes about how people lived and shared their intimacy!
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Very true. Even the simplest of abode can radiate serenity. Castles do radiate an aura, or perhaps we are conditioned to add mystery & romance when we visit them. Have you visited Chittorgarh, Rajasthan? It has such a tragic atmosphere to it, especialLy with the stories of Panna dai, mass jouhar by the royal ladies, Meera bai’s temple and Padmini queen’s palace.
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Not been to Rajasthan yet, but on the list (top priority) especially with all its forts.
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You wont regret it a bit.
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Excellent poem… It is passionate, sweet and raw at the same time… Thanks so much for sharing… sending love and best wishes. Aquileana
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You are always so supportive and positive. Thank you!
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