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Existentialism


I have always been a wanderer
It was just that no one knew
I always relish in being forgotten
Being lost into the oblivion

Lovers, you say
What about it?
Like the dew of mornings
Cherish it for the happiness it brings.

Sacred places, you say
are meant for prayers.
But the truth is, walls of hospitals
have heard more prayers each day.

Cobwebs of past hold me
But I can’t go back.
I look back, but not for long
For I have to go on.

Destination?
I do not know
For none is my ally
Nor my foe


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  1. Hmm! interesting poem. Well composed. Its much better to know the destination.

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  2. profound! there's a certain thrill not knowing what happens next.... to me it seemed like two different thoughts that u tried to merge into one..hai na?

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    1. Thanks :) yeah kinda off .. i tried relating two different aspect from one point .. though failed to do it !

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  3. Move on, take lessons from past and move on.

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    1. a wise decision one should always make !

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  4. It has many emotions. Just realized, this is so very true -

    "Sacred places, you say
    are meant for prayers.
    But the truth is, walls of hospitals
    have heard more prayers each day."

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  5. Cherish the good memories and forgo the sadness !! Thats what is life all about

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    1. yeah that what life is all about .. thank you for reading .. keep visiting :)

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  6. Very interesting...you have portrayed the conflict of mind and the need to go on so well in the poem...(y)

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  7. Wonderful poem! I loved every word esp the ending lines depicting a Kabir like stance, which is the best as well. Keep writing :)

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  8. first time visiting your blog :)
    wonderful reflection post,

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