Nikhil Sharad

Brevity - Poem by Nikhil Sharad

Here we are in the misty forest
embraced in dark,
I pause here not to rest
but to reflect on the past.
Not long ago we set
on this venture of our own,
to win, to gather, to witness
bliss all along.

It does surprise me
to see we've got so far,
with naked feet we've measured
leagues of untouched land.
Give me audience fellows
your king wishes to talk.
I stand before you,
myself in flesh.
But my soul wanders yonder,
in the valleys we crossed.

I still cherish the fruits
we savored in our prime,
but let us not loathe
the bread we break together now.
Let us remember those fallen,
their ranks we have to join
and lie beside them,
cold and numb and moist.
But not at this moment,
for this is only the dusk of our lives.

Our robes are filthy,
and our feet are sore.
But we will all come clean,
if only we cleanse and cure.
Again I must thank you,
for the olive wreath.
The lofty gold crown I disowned,
had left my head scarred.

Come gather and speed,
for the time is nigh.
We must tread faster
with longer stride.
We're towards the end,
and there is the peak.
Let us ascend the mountain,
before the sun sets.
And promise me one last step
before the journey ends.

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Comments about Brevity by Nikhil Sharad

  • Gajanan Mishra (11/26/2013 9:55:00 PM)

    ascending the mountains, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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