A Little Death

I am a writer, poet, visualizer, meditator.......

And by being all these, it`s really difficult to find something that matches one`s own parameters. Eventually, I am not immediately impressed or moved by many of the literary works of others, when I surreptitiously view my own works as superior to them. However, I was instantly moved by this poem... A very nice piece of work, an excellent expression in words of your thoughts and feelings.

Would like to counter the comment given by rsaxena. This is not about the ghetto relationship women always face; no matter India or Pakistan. This expression is about the essence of life. Yes, love does die, a little death every now and then, unless we keep it ignited. And it`s up to the lovers to keep the hearth of love ignited. What the poet has expressed is a shear reality of life, and you have to know how to appreciate literature to appreciate and understand the veiled motivation in this poem.

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dont know how i missed this when it came on chowk originally. how lovely. how true. bit by bit indeed. good stuff zeejah, the pain goes, the pangs lessen but one little bit of memory that will screech across the mind and your heart stops- everything comes back. a little death at a time

First food and now death - is nothing sacred??

Honestly cant even enjoy a banana-split nowadays

aicha

I was wondering Zeejah, if you know that in French, ``la petite morte`` translated as ``the little death`` means an orgasm.

qrazy #43, ``why is it that we are so entangled in the borders and land that we forget that we all stem from the same place.``

No way, I`m not buying that! There`s no way that I stemmed from the same place as Rsaxena.

Hell no! :}

Re: qrazy

I agree with the sentiment of your post, although I`m too much of a cynic (and perhaps perpetrator) to find it realistic.

There is a line in Mrs. Roosevelt`s poem which I take exception with:

``To handle yourself, use your head;

To handle others, use your heart.``

Depends who ``others`` is. If it`s family, sure. If not, that is setting oneself up.

Is it because of April Fool`s Day or am I just so cute that may name has appeared in two poems written by ladies, one after the other...yippppeee.

we r here not to squabble, but to read poetry

so hush my dear children (indian and pakistani)

RSaxena, AAmir and dumbledoree

Eklavya, scout, saima and urstruly

zakkk and ariel and Ras siddiqui

tahamed, akash and farzana versey

akber, shirin, farangi kush and qrazy

aisha and aicha and asim hayat

(and where or where is temporal that thoughtful old cat!)

``Hmmmm I believe someone has misquoted Mark

Twain ``

hmmmm does life have to be so b&w

But guilty as charged - though not for misquoting but just adding my own twist.

aicha

Re: Asim

``to get rid of riffraff such as yourself, with the valour of her tongue.``

All these Aisha Aesha Faishas can take their hijabs and tie them tight around their necks. Let`s see how far those ``tongues of valour`` go when the male authority figures in their families marry them off (if they haven`t already) to some Riyaz Fiyaz Raza Faza Khan Fhan cousin from Lahore madrassah.

Re : Rsaxna

From now on, I am appointing Aiesha as my official spokesperson to get rid of riffraff such as yourself, with the valour of her tongue.

Take a shot at her, and then run for yer life...

Asim

Re: Asim

``Or the jolly season of Spring has finally caught up with you out there in steely grey NY?``

No sight of Spring in NY yet.

As for taking shots, if you miss it, I can take one at you.

Hmmmm I believe someone has misquoted Mark Twain

Mark twain actually said `Familiarity breeds contempt ..and children ` :-)

As far as lovin ones father and mother ...as the ultimate form of love

I believe they lay the foundation on how we deal with male/female relationships.Personally more often then not ..I have seen women more capable of balancing their love for their father/parents

and maintaining normal caring relationships with other males in their lives ..the same unfortunately cannot be said for the male desi ..of which I am a proud member :P we are far too fickle :)

Re : Rsaaxena #34

Rsaxena,

Are you alright, my dear indian friend? Or the jolly season of Spring has finally caught up with you out there in steely grey NY?

It not in your nature to be so pontificating and dealing so casually with such obvious truths, without taking shots at others. :) nudge! nudge!

Asim

Re: Ariel

``Why do we at times hate the people we love most??``

Because we care enough to be hurt by them.

``I hope I can hold together some of the shattered rose-tinted glasses that keep me believing in the ultimate love``

Sorry to break this to you but there is no such thing as ``ultimate`` romantic love. As a wise person once said to me, the only woman who will ever truly love you unconditionally is your mother and the only man who will ever truly love you unconditionally is your father. Some people learn to make sacrifices and out of convenience or personal need sustain long, lasting marriages.