This started as a response to poetry 201 challenge: Elegy. We had to write a poem on loss and longing and well, writing this right now was a real experience.
The word “coffee” in the first line is important because our theme was “flavors”. And our poetic device was “enumeratio” which basically means constructing a list. So the last three lines of the fourth stanza have a specific purpose too. And okay, hi.
Randomly Abstract 
There are so many senses in this poem. Vision and sounds, and touch and smell. And something that cannot be perceived. Beautiful.
Thank you! 🙂
I absolutely got lost in this. It’s highly poignant. But I think there’s a bit of comfort in sadness, a kind of comfort which separates you from the rest. Moreover, winters are approaching, and for me, being cold in coldness is a true gift of sadness which I think we all should feel. You’re an honest writer, your time will come, and when it comes, you’ll miss this melancholia. Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece (:
Hey Hamid.
I got lost in it too, when I was writing it. It was…good. I am glad you like it.
Also, I think I treasure that even now; I believe in the process. Thank you for your kind comment. (=
Beautifully done. Oozing with feelings. love it!
Thank you so much!
I love you too.
Aik chor ke boldia. xD
Jk. I know.
Ahhh! Quite an emotive and captivating article! I enjoyed reading that. Well done 🙂
Thank you, Jacqueline! I am so glad you think so. 🙂
You are welcome 🙂
This is beautiful. I love it. I have nominated you for the One Lovely Blog award: https://peace4me521.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/one-lovely-blog-award-2/
Oh, thank you so much! x
Re-blogging this. And this time, please don’t say any.. Ums and Uhs. I love this. I love you. My one talented awkward friend ❤
Haha! I’m only awkward when I can’t be cool, Mahay. THANK YOU SO MUCH. ❤ Thank you.
Haha. Yeah. You’re welcome Mareekh ❤
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My friend, yes, MY FRIEND wrote this amazingly beautiful piece! God I’m so proud of her. ❤
Shukran for the love!
When you visit your father’s home which once upon a time was home to your mother too, every act you do there is an act of remembrance and a eulogy to the old times. Thanks for the poem. I cant comment on the literary devices but your poem resonated really HARD with me.
Oh. Yes, it must be so. I don’t know what else to say.. but hey, thank you for coming.
Lost in this.
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I don’t know how she does it but again she gave words to my feelings without even talking to me and asking me what I feel!
I got lost while reading it. Maria, your writing keeps getting more powerful and beautiful after every single post. Masha Allah! Bless you my little one! ❤
Jazakillah. ❤ Much, much love to you.
Omg! This is beautifulllL! “Your laughter echoes through the wall” Nice! 😉
Thank you so much❣
I wasn’t looking for anything when I started reading. In fact I don’t even know how I got here. But I am glad I did. I loved this post and I look forward to reading more when time permits! Keep writing! 🙂
Thank you so much! 🙂
Allaahhh
its the little things that will always make you cry and remind you of a million memories. its simple and heartbreaking. bittersweet. beautiful.
Love these lines:
“And your pen and your shirt and your watch and your sheets
And your smiles and your eyes, and your eyes, and your eyes.”
The smells and the smiles and the eyes… how they can make the most comfortable of places, make you feel empty and lost.
Thank you! ❤ So much.
I personally liked those lines too.
Always the little things… (Can I tell you I love your comment? I read it more than once. This and the one on Tumharay Naam. And like I said, it was great to see you here.)
I can read your blog again and again, it blows me away every time.
Yes, I’m stalking your blog 😀
And I have fallen in love with it all over again.
You have beautiful thoughts, Maria 🙂
Jazakillah! ❤
It means to me that you think so.
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