lines define
boundaries; yet
bring it all together
as a whole
in shapes and forms
with colour-bursts
becoming accent-pieces
overlapping contours
melting pot cultures
conflicting currents
compel fresh views
on long-held beliefs
sparkling tiny stars
on dark, stormy skies
lose identity
as dawn breaks
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Loved the way you concluded the poem, dawn blurring divisions, what a hopeful thought!
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Glad you like it, Dora!
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Love the last stanza.
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Thank you!
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Reena, your poem made me thing of motion and waxing and waning in all things. I particularly like the imagery of the last stanza.
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Thank you, Lisa!
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You’re welcome.
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An excellent combination of both prompts, Reena 🙂
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Thank you, Nicole!
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Nature, living, society – it’s all a beautiful mess. 🙂
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You describe it beautifully 😃
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Thanks, Reena!
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From the beginning of existence .. fresh views bumping heads with long-held beliefs .. I enjoyed your poem.
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Thank you, Helen!
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That’s a lovely hope. Alas we live in dismal times.
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Thank you, Punam! Politics interferes with cultural fusion.
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You are welcome. It always does.
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The sandpaper of our differences can create smooth surfaces when we come together. ❤
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That’s such a beautiful quote! Thanks 🌷🌷
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Thanks, Reena! It was inspired by your beautiful words. ❤
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Sharing our cultures is the way forward.
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Yes. I see a lot of change in the next generation which moved abroad to study and work.
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Which is a good thing. 😀
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True.
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I really hope that it could be like this, but alas too many have locked themselves in their own views.
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Yes. They are afraid of what lies beyond.
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I enjoyed your ‘overlapping contours’, Reena, and love these lines especially:
‘sparkling tiny stars
on dark, stormy skies
lose identity
as dawn breaks’.
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Thank you so much, Kim!
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You’re welcome, Reena!
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A beautiful and inspiring write Reena. Let’s reform our beliefs to include love and kindness to all.
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Amen!
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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