I look back
To see crowded roads
I left long ago,
Friends who deserted me
without a goodbye,
And gestures of kindness
From strangers.
'No looking back' I say
and move on.
Withered with thirst,
Tired, shattered and broken,
I look back again...
My mommy's lullaby,
My papa's strong shoulders,
My growing up, my first step,
My first failure, bruised knees,
Tears mixed with sand,
'No more tears', I hear
And move on.
Before a steep road,
Stony and lonely,
With roadblocks all around,
I take a sigh and close my eyes...
I see my first date,
The blush on her cheeks,
My hasty voice,
Sweet nothings we wishpered,
The taste of her lips.
Suddenly I am shaken to truth,
In haunted solitude,
No one besides me.
I look inside...
So many memories
Yet i feel empty, drained, lost...
Voices fade away,
And breath is caught in my lungs,
Visions blurr...
I look ahead and
With a little shake of head,
A shrug of shoulders,
Clinched fist,
One giant stride
I move on.
Hey Ankur, Nice one...I really enjoyed reading it...Well done, my friend! ! ! Yeah, to move forth is to let go off the past, yet the past still remains in you undeniably as memories, both pleasant and unpleasant ones...We decide and let the path of our lives to be what we wanted..And leave the rest to Him....Keep up your good work... With lots of best wishes, K.Poornima..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a perfect culmination of reminiscence, good times, bad times, lonelienss and determination to make it despite the odds! I absolutely love it, great craftmanship! Preets