Heritage - a poem


The glue that
holds together
with resilience of wisdom
Forever present - the heritage


The old not
appreciated always
the invaluable antiques
Forever new - the heritage



Infused in tradition
open to new
with roots in time
Forever cool - the heritage

The celebration
of what was
The beauty of what is
Forever joyful - the heritage



Prompt by and Shared with - Poets United

Comments

  1. Susan25 September 2014 at 20:39

    Musical with it's refrain! I love the image of it as a plant rooted in time growing with what's new.

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 00:26

      Your appreciation is appreciated, Susan. Thanks for commenting.
      Heritage is the indiscernible contributor to our being what we are...

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  2. Sherry Blue Sky26 September 2014 at 02:25

    Beautiful, the joy of cherished heritage.

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 00:27

      Thanks a lot...
      I guess, with time, I cherish heritage more...

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  3. G L Meisner26 September 2014 at 07:01

    Excellent I love the second stanza.

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 00:29

      Thanks a lot.
      I can't decide which stanza I like more, though - I think, with time, I will be able to read these words a little practically :)

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  4. oldegg26 September 2014 at 08:42

    Ignore the past at our peril.

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 00:31

      I completely agree, but it usually it takes years to finally realize this.

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  5. Laurie Kolp26 September 2014 at 16:46

    I think the older one gets, the more they appreciate antiques and such.

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 00:32

      Exactly what I believe in, Laurie. Thanks for reading and commenting :)

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  6. Jae Rose26 September 2014 at 17:02

    This really reads like a heartfelt song and cheer! Lovely poem

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  7. Sumana Roy26 September 2014 at 17:42

    Beautifully woven..the third stanza particularly....

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  8. Gillena Cox28 September 2014 at 23:07

    Very nice, the past shaping futures by omissions and innovation, have a nice Sunday

    Much love...

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 00:33

      Thanks Gillena. I love your take on it - 'the past shaping futures by omissions and innovation'...

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  9. Tomichan Matheikal11 October 2014 at 10:36

    Delightful verse.

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  10. embarkwithmythoughts11 October 2014 at 19:42

    Loved how you've woven it. Beautiful :)

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  11. Maniparna Sengupta Majumder12 October 2014 at 20:47

    Wonderfully done ...enjoyed it really... :-)

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 00:35

      Thanks as always, Maniparna. I am very happy that you enjoyed it...

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