Chasing The Wind Poem by Anitah Muwanguzi

Chasing The Wind

Rating: 4.8

If something good can come from bad,

the past can rest in peace.

But they just keep moving line

the closer it gets, the harder the climb

I say I can go the distance

But how long is it?

Solomon calls all things emptiness, just vanity.

So what if I had it all?

Would it be enough? Would I smile wide as the noonday sun?

If the race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong,

if food comes neither to the wise nor wealth to the brilliant

or favor to the learned;

Will I leave all to chance?

The past refuses to stay buried

choosing instead to dance over every grave

daring demons long banished from the world of the living to life

the sounds of a broken record

I turn the page, but it is marked by shadows of what's been written

on the previous page

Caught in the storm of life

Hounded by smoke screens

I am the wreckage.

Chasing The Wind
Monday, December 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
Chinedu Dike 19 December 2015

An insightful depiction of life at its lowest ebb well depicted in the poem. Well, I can only say that faith keeps those that keep the faith. Lovely poem, well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Anitah. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Anitah Muwanguzi 14 December 2015

Anil, surprisingly I considered making it longer.

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Anil Kumar Panda 14 December 2015

What a beautiful poem! ! Wish it should not have an end.

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Anitah Muwanguzi 14 December 2015

Nosheen Irfan, thanks for stopping by and loving my poem. Appreciate it.

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Nosheen Irfan 14 December 2015

A poetic contemplation on life. Beautiful imagery. Love the title. Life is indeed chasing the wind.

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