Treasure Island

Savita Tyagi


A song Of My Existence


Today I sing just for my self
This music as natural as the breath I take
Doesn’t belong to pages of poetry
I sing not in memory of past
Or to behold the glorious future
I sing just to make this moment the happiest one
Today I find refuge in my words
To seek joy and to cast away the grief
This broken, rhythm less paean rising from the depth of my heart
Reveals a joyous existence
Like a curtain moving in soft breeze
Exposes the unknown and mysterious.
I sing to feel the taste of life
Like a little child sucking on his thumb
To feel his sweet existence.

Submitted: Thursday, April 11, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013

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  • Akhtar Jawad (8/8/2014 9:27:00 PM)

    I sing to feel the taste of life
    Like a little child sucking on his thumb
    To feel his sweet existence.
    Feeling one's own existence has many methods, and singing or writing poetry is a beautiful way of it. A truly beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (9/4/2013 11:09:00 PM)

    A lovely poem Savita, great in diction and intense in feeling! Occasionally we have to sing, not to cheer anybody else, but ourselves! ! (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (5/10/2013 2:17:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem Savita, we should celebrate the joy of the moment rather than dwell on the past or think too much of the future. (Report) Reply

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