Thursday, November 25, 2010

The Forgotten One


They passed me with curiosity unabated
A fleeting look, their eyes fixated
Unmindful of the value that’s mine to share
And the rave and excitement that I once evoked
But alas now an ornament I am, to adorn and beguile.

Inspired by Magpie no. 42
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7 comments:

  1. BerowneNovember 26, 2010 at 3:10 AM

    Well written...

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  2. Other MaryNovember 26, 2010 at 5:28 AM

    I like your take on the mag.

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  3. kaykualaNovember 26, 2010 at 9:02 AM

    That's what happens to trophies. Great piece!

    Hank

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  4. HelenNovember 26, 2010 at 9:58 AM

    Off to the glass paned case with you!!! Nicely written...

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  5. abdulhalimshahNovember 26, 2010 at 4:17 PM

    An admirable start to join the ranks of blogging, Tuan Syed. Mabruk!

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  6. Lane SavantNovember 26, 2010 at 4:24 PM

    The movie "Blow up" has a scene in a night club where a rock guitarist smashes a guitar. Several people fight viciously for the souvenir. Our leading man wins it. When he leaves the club, he examines it and tosses it into a pile of rubbish.

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  7. AnonymousNovember 29, 2010 at 12:55 PM

    well done...

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