Treasure Island

Geetha Jayakumar

(Kerala Palakkad)

Hidden Shores!


Time washes away everything along with it.
I wished...........
If it could wash away all my memories too along with it,
leaving me blank forever.
Even if the very few memories of happiness too get washed away along with it
I wont be at loss!
Some losses are such,
which can never be retained back.
Even if they come back they are never going to remain the same!

Some path demands to be travelled all alone in the midst of many...
When the time and situation decides your path....
What one can do?
Just watch it helplessly!

After the storms washes away the shore
Does the shores remain the same?
One may find the shores remained the same
but no one notices....
What all got washed away with it...

Time washes away ones life
Can time be turned back?
Can life be turned back?

These are the thoughts hidden in shores of my mind,
Even if I laugh or even if I cry, they are there with me.
They lashes my mind high and low.

Is there any storms
which can wash away these thoughts forever? ? ? ?

©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
©2014

Submitted: Monday, February 17, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 17, 2014

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  • Lyn Paul (2/25/2014 6:42:00 PM)

    Is there any storms which can wash away these thoughts forever? ? ? ? What great words. Again your heart writes. I thank You Geetha (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (2/23/2014 12:50:00 AM)

    The poet asking many retrospective or rhetorical questions is the beauty of this write.
    I was wondering whether hidden shores could be a solace later when the hidden waves may suddenly surge forward to outrage the scared lands off the seas..
    Hidden shores will do the needful, believe it Geetha. (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (2/21/2014 5:30:00 PM)

    Hidden shores, great title and great write, when memories are too painful, we wish the tide would wash them away, but living is about learning to survive through the hardships! (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (2/21/2014 10:32:00 AM)

    washing away is the right metaphor Geetha...your rhetorical questions are tactfully managed! Many thanks for your kind words, they mean a lot to me! (Report) Reply

  • Vijay Sai R (2/20/2014 9:26:00 PM)

    Our mind is a perennial source of hidden thoughts, which may be assimilated whenever needed...and which can refresh ourselves whenever we are in distress...nicely written poem... (Report) Reply

  • Salini Nair (2/20/2014 12:44:00 AM)

    After the storms washes away the shore
    Does the shores remain the same?
    madam fantastic lines.time never wash away everything.i like it (Report) Reply

  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (2/19/2014 10:47:00 PM)

    Time and tide will wash away everything one day though it's a matter of time when..? ......Geetha.........memories
    are very strange things.......they thrill and grill...........and time spares none and at length them kill.....very good
    write............. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (2/19/2014 12:59:00 PM)

    A heartfelt and thought-provoking write Geetha, there is a final storm waiting for us all which will wash everything away one day. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (2/19/2014 9:51:00 AM)

    Time heals, but the scar remains... We have to live with painful memories too! It is so with everyone...! Success lies in braving the adversities and looking into life with fresh hope! The tinge of melacholy in the poem makes it more emotive! ! (Report) Reply

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (2/19/2014 7:43:00 AM)

    Is there any storms
    which can wash away these thoughts foreve... nice nice...10

    not storms but
    relation warm
    that can tie you with
    love is all about..... (Report) Reply

  • Noreen Carden (2/19/2014 5:49:00 AM)

    Dear Geetha this is a very beautiful poem time washes away one's life how very true
    A definite ten (Report) Reply

  • Rohit Sapra (2/18/2014 12:06:00 PM)

    Some memories never get washed away and some do. This is a very nice poem and I liked reading it. (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (2/18/2014 12:12:00 AM)

    Once the energy existing within a thought is burned into the mind It lies deep in the sea of the subconscious. So at anytime a memory can be retrieved you may not remember but you never really forget. All you can do is think on the things you want to think about and when a thought pops into the mind you don't want don't entertain it the more you practice this the easier it becomes. Very nice poem though I enjoyed it! Allan Gerard (Report) Reply

  • Rajesh Thankappan (2/17/2014 8:53:00 PM)

    Powerful memories are like pillars on which even our present are built. There is no way we can erase old memories as yet though some research is going on in this direction. A wonderful write and a food for thought. (Report) Reply

  • Lyn Paul (2/17/2014 7:37:00 AM)

    Dear Geetha. I could read these beautiful words over and over again. What a title. Thank you for this powerful write (Report) Reply

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