A Quest Poem by Usha Pisharody
A Quest
To live upon
that distant dream,
that one day
I shall find me!
To sleep upon that
cushioned memory
that has yet to be
a part of me-
To sing that song
whose music long ago
I heard - though the
words are yet to speak-
To walk along that
road - myself and me;
And I and we.
That coming together,
in that union of myself-
That sense of finally
being born-
The curtain then
shall fall;
Replete shall I be.
Just I.
In Eternity.
21 July, '07
your world of writing..........thats fascination...........
it was a pleasure to be in your quest with dream, music, song and........ beautiful poem..............
the quest yet not be defuddled life when searched upon the by glory amidst the crowd tears still come by the muse when preened dreams seems to gaini ground by the strong will life still be blessed by the bliss yet from within....................well versed, and i do revel,10/10, thanks for sharing
well...let it fall at its will... here in this stage, let us find that many...speak that much...walk that distances... until it falls... so soothing a breeze, did i feel?
I feel that our journey is purposed and each of us is in a mission to find ourselves and then the last route is Eternity…very well said…
The original quest is to find oneself.You have written really a meaningful poem full of thoughts and ideas.Nice job.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 2:21:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautifully put, Usha. There is the person others see or want us to be, and the person we seek to be. You have a lvely way of making the personal universal. F