#555 Oh! My little LEMON

Oh! My Little Lemon

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Oh! My little Lemon
My bundle of joy,
You brought a lot of happiness,
And moments to rejoice.

Little fingers, little toes,
Skin so delicate; a gift from God
You were a little wonder,
Spreading love and light forever.

You looked exactly like what
I had envisioned, so cute,
All your facial features
Resembled your loving father.

You were so innocent,
To ever trouble me,
You made me feel what love is,
And what silent mischiefs.

My heart will always be grateful,
For your divine presence in my life,
Like an angel, how easily you
Brought smiles to faces you never met.

I wonder how a tiny human,
Like you can bring changes,
That might take years to reflect,
That’s what you did so effortlessly.

My life hasn’t been the same,
After you left, as the sun sets,
All I am left with is an inexplicable
Grief that gets difficult to bear.

I am in a process of healing;
Healing physically and emotionally,
By taking baby steps,
One day at a time.

I will bless you every day,
For every single day that I live,
By holding you close to my heart,
You shall always be my Little Lemon,
The most precious gift from God.

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Swati Sarangi

19.03.2025

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#554 ANSWERS that my heart searches for

 ANSWERS that my heart searches for

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Answers that my heart searches for,

To the questions that have stemmed up,

From circumstances so adverse,

Still keeping me in the mode of denial.

 

I don’t believe what happened,

But I have no choice but to accept,

I couldn’t find out why it happened,

The way it should never have.

 

Everything looked so perfect because,

I made sure it was with the preparations,

I couldn’t have been happier,

As I was about to embrace something grand.

 

Life’s unpredictable, no doubt,

It snatches away everything from you,

When you seem to be so close,

To what you’ve aimed to manifest.

 

My heart searches for answers, sometimes

Praying before God or making a frantic search,

On various websites or posting those

Questions in the veil of anonymity.

 

Some days are easy, while

Other days are simply so hard,

This process of healing that I’m into

It isn’t just straightforward.

 

As the day passes, the grief eases

The answers that could’ve given closures,

Can’t be seen anywhere anymore,

But the questions haven’t faded into oblivion.

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Swati Sarangi

31.03.2025

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#553 12 years of blogging and sharing my stories

 12 years of blogging and sharing my stories

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The month of March holds a lot of significance in my life. As the title suggests, this is the day I started publishing my articles/poems 12 years ago, and I am still doing the same. I also celebrated my marriage anniversary at the beginning of this month. Something unfortunate happened a week after our anniversary, and it will be etched in my heart forever.

 

I always looked forward to this day every year and would schedule a post in advance, but all these things didn’t seem to excite me this year. I’m grieving from personal loss and recovering from it; both physically and emotionally. Life has a different way of surprising us, and not all surprises are always pleasant, and we can do nothing about it making you wonder how life can be so cruel when you’ve always tried to do what’s right.

 

12 years is a long time; that’s more than twice my years of marriage. A lot happened in those 12 years; mostly good events but also some unexpectedly unfortunate events too and in all these years, I realized how unpredictable results in life could be! There’s a higher power that controls the outcome; reminding us to be more grateful when things go all right because those things could’ve gone wrong too.

 

This blog always gave me a reason to celebrate each day. It became my online diary; something that’s there to treasure my written words without any judgment. I don’t care about readership now. This blog has always been so special to me as it never made me worry about the presence of a special someone to make me feel special. Writing my heart out without the feeling of being judged is the best feeling that I can ever experience.

 

As I write this post, I am writing with a sense of stoicism, I am neither trying to reflect too much on years of my literary journey, life, or anything particular nor forcing myself too much to feel those emotions that I used to have every year when I wrote bloganniversary post. This time, it’s different and it need not have to be the same every year. I must accept it.

 

I don’t know what inspiration I can offer to my readers through this post, at this moment, but I can guarantee you to get inspired by our previous posts which we wrote with a lot of energy, enthusiasm, and optimism. Even I will try to get back to those posts to motivate myself to get back to my old form and make this process of healing a little bit easier.

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30.03.2025

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P.S.: This was the first post that I published on this day, exactly 12 years ago.