Piyush Dey

Veteran Poet - 1,281 Points (India)

The Neverending Path - Poem by Piyush Dey

Today, i am walking in a hot
scorching road,
Where the sun is playing
with the ground,
My feet swollen with pain
are rather happy,
To kiss this path of bliss
Or rather pain,
Blood is coming out of my feet
with proud,
And i am smiling
Or rather grateful for this
Holy moment,
My sweat is playing its game
trickling down the cheek,
No people i can see,
In this path of pleasure,
And it feels as though,
Its only me...and the road
To rejoice and relish the moment.
I don't know where this path
will go or end,
There's something tinkling
down the road,
Deep in the end,
Which is calling me,
And i started running,
Without caring for my blood.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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