Nikhil Sharad


The Traveler - Poem by Nikhil Sharad

In fire I was cast
from flames I rose
my will made stronger
my head bludgeoned.
Bloody, not broken I am
by the war with fate
Suffering might capture me
but never conquer.

Adversary has found me,
and shall find me always
in the highest of spirit
untainted, untamed.

Through swamps I've walked
falling and rising again
my knees made familiar
to the mire beneath.
I've been lost and lonely
in the endless marsh.
Took beating of the cold
bitter and harsh.

Land was only delayed
but never refused.
I've rested then
only to travel again,
like the giant of the ocean
that surfaces to catch a breath.


Comments about The Traveler by Nikhil Sharad

  • Rookie - 129 Points Indranil Bit (1/29/2014 2:25:00 PM)

    Bloody, not broken I am
    by the war with fate
    Suffering might capture me
    but never conquer.
    ............................appreciatingly strong.

    traveller however influence me too! :) can take a read through ' Ode on a Traveller' written by me perhaps in the same time frame when you wrote. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Arti Chopra (8/8/2013 11:43:00 PM)

    Beautiful.....and powerful...well done (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 11, 2013


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