Nostalgia blurs the rough edges
bringing into sharp focus
only the pleasurable moments
making past a perfect browsing ground.
Avoiding a jab of reality
living in soft focus
often makes present palatable
in the present times.
Closing our eyes
masking our true selves
not living by our own rules
will our future be a photoshopped life!
This is a clever, thoughtful piece. Especially the last line for we do not create our own lives they are photoshopped by those around us and especially those who are above us.
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Thanks so much, Mason, for your insight.
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Ah, sweetheart , those feelings that you convey are so powerful. You have my heart ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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To have your heart… Gabriela, that is the ultimate!! Thanks so very much, my dear! Touched beyond words. ❤️❤️🥰🥰
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My pleasure sweetheart ❤️❤️❤️🌸🌸🌸🌸
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So insightful about why people are lured to dwell in the past. I really hope all of the tang of life isn’t drained away by “the machine” which extracts so much from us already.
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I hope so too, Li! Thank you so much.
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You’re very welcome.
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brief, stark and pointed … you are perfecting a new style!
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Thanks sis! Just responding to the prompts. 🙂
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Great merger of both the images to write this hard hitting poem Punam. Thanks for including mine in here.
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Thanks a lot, Sadje! Always a pleasure, my dear. 🙏🏼
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You’re welcome! 🙏🙏🙏
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Our presents makes you wonder what the future has in store for us.
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It sure does!
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WOW, what a powerful final line!! I’m also pondering how the mind “blurs” reality, whether past or present–it feels almost like an artist’s hand (possibly divine). I can see the brush strokes being applied softly on scenes that are simply too much to bear.
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Ah! Love the artistic angle you have given it. Maybe it is a coping mechanism.
Thanks so much. ❤️
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You’re welcome ❤
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Beautifully-written reflective poem. ❤ Are we deceiving ourselves? "What's too painful to remember, we simply choose to forget." "Memories" sung by Barbara Streisand.
People my age write a lot about the past. I write all the beautiful memories I want to leave for my children. I sometimes discuss the problems and hard times with my children, but don't often write about those negative aspects.
Have a great day, Punam! ❤
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Cheryl, I think that is a coping mechanism we humans are blessed with! It helps us to move forward. Thank you so much for your lovely comment and for sharing your thoughts.❤️
Stay blessed, my friend. 🙏🏼
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Definitely photoshopped lives if one looks at it from the facebook perspective 😉
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Not just facebook…insta and other apps too! 😀
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A poem to leave your reader pondering! Well done!!
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Thanks a lot!
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You’re welcome.
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Wow. Well done, Punam. Excellently written. 😊
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Thanks kindly, Jeff! 🙏🏼😊
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Welcome, Punam! Always my pleasure. 😊😊🙏🙏
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Punam you have hit on the glitch in the human memory system! We are wired to forget the details of the past or at least view them through a filter that smooths out the sharp points. It is the same with our brains and pain. We remember the circumstances of pain, the fear of pain, even the people and places where we experienced pain BUT we cannot recall the exact feeling of pain. This is what makes childbirth repeatable. This is why injured athletes recover and compete again and how wounded soldiers return to the battle field….
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So we are, Val, otherwise we would be such a mess! Thanks for your insight.
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Your last stanza really left me thinking.
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Thanks, Reena.
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Unpalatable truth, palatable lie ….. by Punam
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Thanks, Reena.
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Wow! Beautifully written. You expressed so well, dear.
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Thanks so much for your appreciation, dear.
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Reblogged this on Sharing Thoughts.
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Grateful for your kindness, Indira. 🙏🏼
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A great post and such beautiful lines composed, Punam. Too good.
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Kamal, I greatly appreciate your kind words. Thank you. 🙏🏼
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You are always welcome dear Punam ❤️😊😊♥️
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Awesome crafting of words. The stunning way you presented the thought. Oh mind blowing.
Photoshopped world. Sigh…
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Sigh…you are too kind! Truly appreciate your comments. ❤️
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Beautifully deep
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Thanks a lot, Jude.
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Wisdoms of truth, beautifully woven into a poem, Ma’am. Enjoyed it every bit. 🙂
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Selective memory can be a boon… great poem with so much in it. Wonderful, Punam, I really enjoyed reading this 🙂
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Chris, I am so happy you enjoyed it. Thank you! 🙂
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‘Closing our eyes
masking our true selves
not living by our own rules
will our future be a photoshopped life!’
…. Just ❤….
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🙏🏼❤️🥰
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