Broken Path Poem by Priyanka Bhowmick
Broken Path
I peep into my empty mind,
where lots of dilemma together combined,
thoughts that haunt me day and night,
the fire that burns with a feeling of delight,
an empty mind with unending illusions,
the face that always floats in my vision,
I seek for happiness out of my way,
something that stops me on being happy and gay,
the fruits I had once from my garden of dreams,
I found the better ones from the castle of the queen,
the path that ends half on the way,
'Go back to your forlorn pavilion', it says.
'Go back to your forlorn pavilion', - to begin another journey...! nice piece...
i agree with sandra...it will lead you to good
well expressed abstract poem, thank you for sharing..........10+++++
yes, the last line be our mantra...nothing to beat that time we spend with self...it heals!
ohh...very deep and meaningful poem... wonderfully expressed. thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This is a very sad piece Priyanka....broken paths can always be mended, , , ,