Seema Jayaraman

Gold Star - 14,440 Points (24 Aug / Mumbai)

Lonely Path - Poem by Seema Jayaraman

A lonely path in life they tread
Pair of eyes that beseech
for that one special sight
for that one and only sound
your voice my melody
I seek in a chorus
eyes till scanning hopefully
your silhouette, endless sea
scrapping my sighs from
where it gives company
to my heart sitting in a chasm
I bundle my unexpressed need
Oh life is a sour mead
I left behind yellow memories
Of things that could have been
A hundred births,
the same dreams unfulfilled
In earth's light, Man never gleans
All that can not be! ! !
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Copyright ©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai 1993 All Rights Reserved

Topic(s) of this poem: love and life


Poet's Notes about The Poem

My ole scribbling scrapped from a yellow notepaper dated 1993.

Comments about Lonely Path by Seema Jayaraman

  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/1/2016 9:54:00 AM)


    Though walking along a lonely path, where thoughts are flourished in a wonderful way(words) . I just love to walk on Lonely Path if the breeze flow in such a pleasant way. Loved it.
    Wonderful write.
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  • Melvina Germain (11/5/2015 9:42:00 PM)


    This poem is magical and penned with beauty and grace, I love it..... (Report) Reply

  • (11/4/2015 7:26:00 AM)


    Some sad poems soften the moments. Nice poem (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (11/4/2015 10:48:00 AM)

    Thanks Muhammad.

  • Rahman Henry (11/4/2015 3:16:00 AM)


    Beautiful poem.

    ''your voice my melody
    I seek in a chorus ''
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    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (11/4/2015 4:49:00 AM)

    Thanks Rahman, I invite you to read my other recent write - an outcry against human trafficking titled: All trussed up and ready for delivery. thanks.

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (11/3/2015 4:00:00 PM)


    Beautiful lines from life's scraps of paper.One seems to always seek the special sight. (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (11/3/2015 10:18:00 PM)

    Thank you Tirupathiji, yes life's scraps hold such memories.. I invite you to read some of my more intense and rather longer writes which I had added recently, One against a serious social crime - human trafficking titled All Trussed Up - Ready for delivery and a few others like Why Blame Me A Blood Moon and A Father's Grief. Thanks.

  • Edward Kofi Louis (11/3/2015 11:08:00 AM)


    Endless sea! But with hope. Nice work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 3, 2015



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