Filter#Daily Prompt#Attempt 68
While filtering my cup of tea
I tried to Filter
My memories
In an imaginary sieve
With astonishment I realized
There is no filter inside
In my heart and mind
I have no control
Over my memories
Like a puppet in their hands
I laugh or cry
Whenever they choose
To pass through
Depths of my heart
Towards gates of my mind
And just like water cycle
Forming heavy dark clouds
Unable to bear the load
They pour out rain
From window of my eyes
Making me realise
You still control my smile!
I LOVE your opening lines!! “While filtering my cup of tea/I tried to Filter/My memories” I love to drink tea, and I never thought about the metaphor of filtering my thoughts or memories like tea is filtered through the infuser. Thanks!
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Thank You so much Theresa! Tea and my heart are in a close relation 💖
Many times I try to control those memories which make me sad but in a vain as they bubble up later and only get silent once I let them do their work… 🙂
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Oh, yeah, so profound a thought. “only get silent once I let them do their work.” !!
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great writing….beautiful one….
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Thank You so much!
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The first line was too good with filtering through my tea cup all my memories and how your memories you filtered was so awesome 👏 Meenakshi, so profound lines. Too good.
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Thank You so much Kamal! You are always there…received your mail! Will reply soon! Sorry for delay!
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It’s k Meenakshi and I loved Filter poem of yours so much. U pen lines so beautifully. Love them.
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Thank You once again! 💖
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🙏🙏🙏and Meenakshi when you can go to that site and have a look.
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Yea I did that! And loved your post there but it has no like button
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No no like button Meenakshi the more people see your post the site will come to know about it so if u too want to write go for it and then tell us we will go and have a look and then you cans share it with your social networks too.
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Sure will do that! 👍
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🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
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Again nailed it, Ma’am…like everyone I also love the first three lines…actually the whole poem…am going to reblog this…i like the line “They pour out rain/ From the window of my eyes/ Making me realize/ You still control my smile!” most…it s’how reflect my condition s’times and often…
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Thank You so much Sangbad! For reblog too! Glad you liked it!
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Reblogged this on Thoughts of Words.
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Thank You so much!
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Not to mention…its my pleasure…
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A lovely poem….beautiful!
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Thank You so much Susmita! 💖
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That’s beautiful, Meenakshi. Made me cry, too.
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Thank You so much! Tears are language of heart 💖
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What about mine? (a thinking smiley)
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Going to visit your blog today! Be ready with a cup of tea 🙂
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Aye aye madame monsieur…
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If all of us actually take out time for ourselves just to ponder on our activities,we would literally cry on the unknown facts that we may realize.Wonderful poetry.You words have a nice flow!
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Thank You so much! 💖
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Beautiful and amazing poetry. Thank you.
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Thank You so much!
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You are welcome Meenakski.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
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Thank You so much for giving so much honor and for reblog too! 💖
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I was lucky. I found the poem elsewhere. My honor and you are welcome.
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No more words to say thanks to you now! Stay connected!
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Thank You for the reblog!
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Gosh, this is so beautiful and I also love your photography. ❤
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Thank You so much Diana! 💖
Picture credit goes to pinterest though 🙂
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Filtering memories…it’s not really possible…only thing we can do is , just give a chance to time…
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Very true Akhila, time is best healer
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You still control my smile; very beautiful. I loved reading throughout but this makes me aww, how beautiful it is!♥♥
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Thank You so much Sudershana! 💖
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Ma’am, your blog also reblogged here at
https://johncoyote.wordpress.com/2017/01/28/filter/
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Loved the way you connected these with tea!! ..and btw tea is my favourite drink!!
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Cheers!!! Mine too ☕☕☺
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Haha….glad to know this!! 😊😊 And best way to enjoy it is having it with someone….in an earthen cup (kulhad)… along with piping hot samosas!!!😋😋😋
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