I Rose To Rise Poem by Ruma Chaudhuri
I Rose To Rise
When life was at stake
No step to ahead
The mind had also blocked.
The ripples were sparkling
Tears were rolling
And memories were calling me back.
Then I was in deep meditation
To feel you in my imagination.
And saw only your eyes.
It was so sacred and deep
I lost myself in sleep
And again I rose to rise.
Heard a sweet song, sang in sacred tune, full of vivid expression. The sanctity of an angelic heart has really touched me. The feel of rising to rise again is highly inspirational.
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The ripples were sparkling Tears were rolling And memories were calling me back.................... ragged up.wounds wrests ripples to flow tears gleans through eyes ripping up myth yet on milieu of sorrow heart seems to riffle as i look back into silhouette harrowing. streak of memories wriggle away into oblivion. yet most heartfelt write by unique imagery,10+++