Untitled (swirling snow and broken heart)

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I picture your smile amidst the swirling snow,
one that made the view outside seem less cold
remember days when nothing was impossible,
not even sun glittering from behind grey skies.
Echo of memories replace what had been once,
now that you are gone.



Photo credits: hdwallpaperbackgrounds.net

Posted for Quadrille 32 @ dVerse Pub

and on Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads

70 Replies to “Untitled (swirling snow and broken heart)”

    1. Perhaps those opportunities were meant to be missed 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Bjorn ❤️

  1. I don’t know which is worse: an echo of memories of a time long gone, or that day when the echo finally fades into silence and no memory at all. Very nice take on this prompt.

    1. Thank you so much, Linda 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️

      (I agree whole-heartedly with your view)

  2. ‘I picture your smile amidst the swirling snow’ feels like a warm echo among the sadness – a beautiful write Sanaa xxx

  3. Great quadrille–but for me it doesn’t resonate with sadness–rather the beloved is gone, perhaps passed on–and your shared memories constitute raw hope, accommodation, leaving speaker & reader with a warm spot under their heavy jacket; smile.

  4. The poem is perfect for the picture..or the picture perfect for the poem. I can so imagine echos of sad memories in the midst of swirling snow.

  5. oh such sweet heartache and how my heart reverberates with your lovely words, my tears swelled with this – beautiful

    1. Awww!❤️ Thank you so much, Gina 🙂 so glad you liked it!❤️

      (means a lot to me)

  6. I know it’s crazy, but the thing I first thought of was the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. Him smiling in thin air without his body. Your picture paints the view of the past materializing out of thin air. Beautiful!

    1. Awww!❤️ Thank you so much, Magaly 🙂 so glad you liked it!❤️

      (and thank you for always being there for me ❤️)

  7. This is so bittersweet, I think. Remembering a smile that warms the cold, and then you have the echo of memories when they’re no longer there. Lovely write!

  8. A nice read, Sanaa. Things no longer here were to be recalled, seeming bigger than they were. Amplified by the echos ever present, like ringing in the ear.

  9. Hardly anything is worse than a broken heart, no matter how it comes to be. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. Well done, Sanaa.
    Gayle ~

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