Siddhartha Mangsatabam


Still I Row - Poem by Siddhartha Mangsatabam

Staring at that far shore,
at all those that's fading;
my paddle whispers to icy water,
for its consent to go further.
Ahead some storm seems always brewing,
but for love of all those that's fading,
my paddle still whispers to icy water,
to go further and further.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Iambic Pentameter


Comments about Still I Row by Siddhartha Mangsatabam

  • Souren Mondal (11/2/2015 8:09:00 AM)


    We should never lose hope in life.. A nice write.. Thanks for sharing.. (Report) Reply

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  • Fabrizio Frosini (11/2/2015 7:56:00 AM)


    ''to go further and further''


    right.. Life should always be lived with such a mind
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  • Kelly Kurt (11/1/2015 11:53:00 AM)


    The paddle being your own will. Thanks, Siddhartha (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/1/2015 10:16:00 AM)


    My paddle whispers to icy water, ...REALLY very interesting and wise imagery shared here with nice interest...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 1, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 1, 2015


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