Image Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Image

Rating: 5.0


I saw
The precious prize
In my wonderful dream,
I ran to get it,
It fled faster and faster,
But I didn't give up,
I continued
To run and run,
Eventually I got it,
But alas!
It was the shadow
Of the great prize,
The insignificant shadow
Laughed at me and said,
"The glorious prize is
Beyond your reach,
You can reach only its image."

Sunday, October 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: image
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kostas Lagos 25 October 2020

Excellent poem, impressive conclusion!

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M Asim Nehal 25 October 2020

Fantastic...mirage of life chasing death 5***

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