You left, yet still your light remains in me,
A glow that warms the soil where love can grow.
Though winds dispersed what once was meant to be,
They carried seeds you never meant to sow.
In distant hearts, new blooms begin to show—
Not loss, but gift, you gave without intent.
From what we were, a thousand hopes will flow;
Your love lives on, transformed, but never spent.
by
One thousand stars for you. As always…
Jaideep, that last line “Your love lives on, transformed, but never spent.” is the perfect summation of the power of seeds (and love)!! A beautifully crafted huitain!! Bravo!
Love lives on …❤️
“They carried seeds you never meant to sow.”Ouch!
This is lovely.
Jaideep, this feels both tender and quietly radiant. I’m moved by how grief and growth intertwine so naturally in your lines.
~David
a gorgeous write! kudos!
Thanks, Ren.
gorgeous!
Thank you, Selma.
hi, Jaideep 🥰
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by the wonderful Marion Horton, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/07/09/w3-prompt-167-weave-written-weekly/
Enjoy!
Much love,
David
I also really like your final line. Excellent poem, Jaideep.
Thanks, Nicole.
hi, Jaideep 💕
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our brilliant Ben Tonkin, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/07/16/w3-prompt-168-weave-written-weekly/
Enjoy❣️
Much love,
David
Hi, David. Sure, thanks. 🤗
*hug*
Leave a Reply