I walked in the dark nights,
in the forest of myriad thoughts & dreams,
searching..
waiting...
like a silent lamb,
a barren tree,
a deserted shanty...
I walked on in quest of my path,
I heard the wind,
I felt the earth,
I listened to the song of life..
and at dawn,
lying in the embrace of the dying night,
being caressed by the rays of rising sun,
I found my road.........
waiting to be laid,
by the strokes of my hands.
11 comments:
When stillness speaks its a beauty on its own. Loved reading this poem its beautiful.
@Phantom Thanku..glad u liked it :)
Refreshing :)
Seems like thoughts of someone who can connect with nature and her dark as well as bright manifestations.
Keep writing... :)
@danishctc thanku danish :)
A tinge of Robert Frost should I say... and still so fresh in your own unique style... :)
@vivek thanku for the comment...I grew up reading Frost...it's a huge compliment
its lovely meeta
the whole creation
@Serendipity thanku neerjaji :)
love the last two lines especially here...as you realise you shape your own destiny...really nicely expressed
@the primate thanku brian :)
Lovely!
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