My Life's Audit Of Solitude Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
My Life's Audit Of Solitude
My life's audit of solitude
Was done when, how I felt no good.
Amidst them all— my near and dear,
How I missed meeting my ‘me'-hood.
In a house spilling with people,
How all alone brooding I stood.
One, prone to Prime is far from crowd,
How in crowds I kissed lonelihood.
In search of mundane world's vain lights,
How I failed to map my soul's mood.
When in a mad crowd you feel good,
You lose touch with soul's amplitude.
Nurture you can with spirit's food,
Nor find it back once lost in wood.
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Ghazal | 13.03.2020 |
Topic: soul, solitude
A very touching and insightful write that most of us could relate. Liked the ultimate stanza. A meaningful message.
Thanks dear poet Rose Marie, one casualty of this fast-paced age is: alienation with the self, soul, atman, or conscience, by what so name we call it. But that is what man in reality is, not the pretender ego.
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 7:11:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nurture you can with spirit's food, Nor find it back once lost in wood. Beautiful rhyme's mood is interestingly expressed with beauty of feelings.
Thanks dear poet this Ghazal form, originally used in Urdu, now is widely used in Hindi and other languages. You have now been writing increasingly in Hindi now a days...