Rishit Desai (21/02/1976 / Mumbai)
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Poems by Rishit Desai : 9 / 12
The Fluvial Mind
If the path before you is clear,
It may be your eyes but definitely another's mind;
If you know what you are looking for,
Then that is all you will ever find.
Like a river has no choice but to flow,
Meet a lake, fight a mountain even though;
Disappear will it one day with a desert bend,
Or merge with the ocean in the end.
Rishit Desai
Submitted: Monday, February 13, 2012
Edited: Saturday, June 16, 2012
Poems by Rishit Desai : 9 / 12
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Really nice poem! Loved the comparison with the river :) I invite you to read my poems and leave comments on them :) Also: congratulations, though your poem was chosen for the member poem in the home page :) :) ! ! !
Beautiful poem. Yes it takes a long time before most of us realize how our paths have been chalked out way before we knew any thing. enjoyed reading.
Loved the title, the message and the flow.
Great write.
nice.. well written
short and beautiful...indeed, one has no choice but just follow along and make the best of it...we might think we know what we want, but that is just an illusion....yes, I like this poem very much, especially the title...28788
wonderful read. Life's realities are explained with a flowing river that merges in the ocean or goes unseen in the desert. enjoyed.
Striking and soothing. It flings the mind across a space of a renewed soul. Larger meanings, concrete feelings. Great job!
the poem, i think tells us about the various choices or path we take in our life,
we can either disappear without leaving a mark in this now, without leaving stones unturned, or we can make something worth of our life and the world just like the drops of river eventually form the whole ocean.
mind, river, flow. good expression. great feeling and great poem.
If the path before you is clear,
It may be your eyes but definitely another's mind
NEWTON said:
if i have seen further, it is by standing on the shoulders of giants....
the poem offered a beautiful reading...