! Journey Poem by Vidyadhar Durgekar
! Journey
Quest of dreams in old tale,
Of towering ideals once heard,
Lost in the ceaseless time travel,
Dreams turning stale and cold,
Void as a beggars bowl;
Searching in desert sand dunes,
Tired thirsty and humdrum,
The pebbles of my lost dream,
Under the scorching heat and sun,
Lost in the harrowing life's stream;
Bound by the desire cage,
Sighting water as a haze,
Like an oasis in a desert range,
Approaching near to find a mirage,
Perseverance turning to rage,
Digging desert of desire under a blaze,
Lost in the darkness of moonlit night,
Searching the lost dream figment,
In the dusky dungeons like a Bat,
Darkness spreads nothing to sight,
Igniting moon makes illusion brighter,
Disappearing with clouds moving faster;
Stranded in the faraway deep blue sea,
Searching the dusky evading dreams,
With sun and blowing breeze,
With water up to the neck and brim,
Sighting shelter on a faraway shore,
Nearer I go finding nothing more;
Sometimes in life dreams do seem lost, however in such moments an individual should try to remember the brighter memories and continue to live on life. Dreams are never lost until one gives up. I liked the usage of words in this poem of yours.
this is a great description bout lost dreams...you put into words the picture on how lost dreams are to be found...nice idea, , nice piece too, , naizz
Exquisite composition written, well crafted in a thought provoking verses...touching lines in great imagery..............10
First, let me thank you for your comments on my poem 'hidden Love'. I liked this poem a lot. Searching in vain. Do we really know what we are searching for? That is life. Till we realize what we are searching for we search frantically. Once we realize what we are supposed to search for the search ends. Lovely poem.
dreams while sleeping is oftentime fades..while dreams with hope could be turn to reality...naizz
Dream needs no reason, yet a lost dream do hurt Each line is very impressively framed The reader is brought down to feel the lost state. Enjoyed the word flow. Thank you.
Dreams take births and die through out in human life...losing them out helps sprouting more and more dreams in the aging twigs of life...good poem, Vidyadhar...with ample similies inside...10
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 real good poem