Friday, August 14, 2009

The Traveler

Rating: 5.0
Every now and then
The shadow under a womb disappears
And the hourglass starts to pour its heart out.
For another traveler has began his journey with a cry out loud but tender.
Where he comes from we find unfathomable,
Not even amen can satiate by telling the where(s) as we know them
Where he goes from here we feign to know.
Nay, his arms are empty but he seems to carry the heaviest of loads.
What a traveller this is -
He travels without a rucksack

He has one of two destinations for an end.
Initial steps are prattle and naive,
Then final steps as huge as a prance.

The whole praxis is defifnite
With a waltz into eternity.
Kobik William
Zeinab Sherif 04 September 2009
u expressed the way u see this perfectly.10++
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there is a poet in me! 30 August 2009
a good poem..very well written :)
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Ency Bearis 30 August 2009
good poem with the evolution of life well told....nice write....10
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Surya . 29 August 2009
real good poem.factual position.voted10 surya
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Prince Obed de la Cruz 29 August 2009
yeah.... this one's good!
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Kafil Uddin Raihan 20 August 2009
The true destination......The fact of life......excellent words...........
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Obinna Eruchie 19 August 2009
You have penned it well, life from birth to death, is a journey full of mystery. A wonderful poem.
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Indira Renganathan 15 August 2009
Traversing from birth through life to death...but the two destinations unaware and've marvelled.....thanks a lot
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