Saturday, September 5, 2015

#Saturday Wordplay 1: La douleur exquise



Was it an opportunity missed, 
that the first time you held my hand,
I rested my head on your shoulders,
and though the current took me by surprise,
I called you my friend?

Somewhere in between 
the long talks and fist bumps,
I wonder often, what you think.
Do you too, mull over
the possibilities of what if?

I feel a piercing la douleur exquise
when I see you looking at me
but you never say a word,
and I whisper to your shadow,
will this way we ever be?

The sun sets on us, the wind blows us apart.
But often at night, lying still
in someone else's arms
I close my eyes to see you
and the question looms, what if?

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©AditiKaushiva

I get thrilled whenever I come across beautiful new words, and since I have not been blogging actively these days I have decided to challenge myself to play with new words each week in 'Saturday Wordplay'. Inviting all of you to join me in this. Get inspired and use 'La douleur exquise' as you see fit, in prose or poetry. The linky will be open for a week. Looking forward to your entries!



34 comments:

  1. La-douleur exquise... could have been... Aah! There is so much yearning, sadness, regret, pain in these words! Loved this poem, Aditi! Captures the emotions so beautifully!

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    1. Thank you Shilpa. Maybe you can try a drabble and link up! :)

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  2. Wow... That word really opens up a lot of memories. I'm sure it does for everyone!

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  3. Oh wow Aditi- what a beautiful poem. Totally loved it! And those words- new to me too - kind of want to taste them... again and again, Keep blogging dear friend:-)

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    1. Thank you Eli! I'm a sucker for such words :)
      Good to see you blogging again. Would love for you to link up in this new 'Saturday Wordplay' series.

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  4. What a great word you chose and it inspired a beautiful poem ~ sometimes you wonder about the line between friendship and romantic love and whether it can be deeper ~ so true ;)

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    1. You do wonder, right? :) In my case, I got lucky and my best friend did ask me out!

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  5. The what-if is such something quite deep to ponder.. so strange to ponder that so much depends on this.. the difference on who's born and who's not ultimately.

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    1. Wow, you took the what-if to a whole new level.

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  6. Indeed you have brought the situation to life vividly....lying in one set of arms and wishing it were another. SO real penned. You've captured the way it is, I think.

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  7. Beautifully brought to life with the words you used effortlessly. This was exquisite.

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  8. A beautiful longing and I love the word you chose...your link up is an interesting idea that intrigues me! Perhaps I may join in one of these weeks.

    Donna@LivingFromHappiness

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    1. Would love for you to join me! Can't wait to see how all of you use this word!

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  9. Oh the longing. This is like a scene from an old time romance movie, nice one Aditi. Thank you for dropping in at my Sunday Lime today. I will join you and start linking up in October

    Much love...


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    1. Thank you Gillena, will look forward to it.

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  10. A beautiful phrase indeed, and a beautiful tale you've woven around it.

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  11. you've used the phrase so nicely in this beautiful poem Aditi....

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  12. A beautiful play with words...and a fitting end question we must all have on our lips

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    1. We do ponder over the what-ifs in life, don't we?

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  13. Graceful, well paced, with a sense of that melancholy reflection. A classic piece.

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  14. Wow man..!! You have this wonderful thing in you to write poems.. I loved how it started and continued and then ended it.. Basically, I loved this poem very much..!!
    Waiting for more of such kinds..

    Cheers

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  15. A longing poem. a new word.. awesome weave.
    A Rat's Nibble

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