any picture comes to my mind,
i try to give it a body of words,
love to sit on other blooms,
for honey, color, fragrance........
The "alone" in the end is so poignant... such a beautiful picture of Pahalgam.
Life can get so bogged down but we can be revived by living memories. Beauty is your captive in this poem
Sigh.. your poem makes me yearn for that wonderful place known as heaven on earth. Exquisite write.Lots of love,Sanaa
So beautiful, Sumana. I so well know the feeling of visiting such beauty, and bringing the memories back to live within me. I have heard so often that Kashmir is "heaven on earth".
Some places stay with us forever. This is so beautiful and soothing :)
Beautiful write! There is a sense of poignancy at the end that makes this piece sing for me
Yes! So gorgeous and I love this:"every drop of lifeIs sculpted from CharmThey eddy in the mind"So true.
memories, you want to bring home are worth a thousand experiences. I luv the photo you teamed with your poemHave a nice Wednesday Sumana, i'm happy you dropped in to read minemuch love...
Living with memories can be a very rich life, don't you think?
These memories are food for the soul. How beautiful this place, your words and the wistful feel I get.
This is so beautiful, I think we all have so place from our past that we retain memories that are so precious.
Oh, Oh! Yes, I have heard that land is that beautiful, and your poem spreads its magic. Praise be for making memories there.
It is nice that you have brought this beautiful place home, Sumana! May these beautiful memories live within you forever.
Aah... heavenly Kashmir has you smitten!!
Lovely, Sumana. Memories cherished are everything.
Love the lyrical lines:'I cached my dreamsIn pine forest'A delightful poem.
I love the idea of caching dreams - it feels like keeping them safe - for when we need to re-visit them
Lovely memories !
This is so beautiful and eloquent. I imagine it being recited softly and rhythmically ... as it is haunting. "I have left my heartIn Pahalgam" - what a wistful, emotive beginning.
Memories of places stay with us long after the visit is over. The ocean and the mountains speak to me. Lovely flow of words.
Yes, like all special things, we keep them at home.
Memories of a special place, perhaps made even more beautiful by the people we shared it with can sustain us through our memories, Sumana. Delicate and beautiful write!
There is something about that word, "alone?" Always gets my attention. Makes me wonder?
With memories alone ... a poignant ending to a beautifully written poem. Sounds like a wonderful place you visited and I love the metaphor of home and comfort found there.
Thank you for stopping by and sharing your valuable thoughts.........