Subrat Pradhan

Love: The Paths Across Me (Radha-41) - Poem by Subrat Pradhan

The day do not succumb
To shame
When I touch you
Whatsoever it seems
You have been hardened
More than a shameful creeper.
That day I keep
My nails, my teeth aside
I order not to scratch you, harm you.

We talk so much
And what we have not told each other
But at the time of departure it seems
We have not listened each other yet.

That path, so long
On which you treading upon
Till this point
You do not fatigue
The path will one day wither away.
At the time of your returning
It will happen one day such that
That path will end.

Why shall I ask the time
For a path
There are so many paths
stretching across me
There is nothing than to walk on
No hunger, no thirst
Only directionless darkness
I would be standing
Where ever you will stare
Bearing the shape of darkness.

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Comments about Love: The Paths Across Me (Radha-41) by Subrat Pradhan

  • Robin Bennett (8/16/2012 9:34:00 AM)

    So many lovely layers to this piece! Each line was written so beautifully and with such care. It all comes together to make a wonderful piece of poetry! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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