Shreej k.c


Tricky Trail - Poem by Shreej k.c

I recollect
We set out for a voyage
Despite across misty maze
You held my hands tight
Fearless, I shut my sight

Few miles ahead
I got pricked, stumbled and fall
Feet felt wobbly, journey needed stall
Deafening was the shearing thorn
Your haste sounded like a scorn

I regained with a throb
Whilst caressing my novel pain
Had I let go of your hand
Your voice I heard at distance drain
Had deserted me on forlorn sand

Numb I was
How many a miles I walked
With thorn still abrading
How many a season lapsed
Till the fool in me left shading

Perchance the scene recurs
I still see me stumble
Will you lift me or leave as humble
Its not now I regret or mourn
Yet somewhere along the journey
I painted odyssey, you called it
Sojourn.

Topic(s) of this poem: journey


Poet's Notes about The Poem

'Even the strongest of the women stumbles and falls at least once in her life, when she needs to hear from you the magic words- ' Don't worry I'll make everything alright'.Its not because she expects you to turn your magic wand and make things alright. Its just because she needs to hear it. The magic lies in the words - you'll see her gather herself up, stand tall and face the whole world all by herself. Your well trimmed beard and big talks doesn't tell you from a boy.A man has to spell magic words sometimes.'

Comments about Tricky Trail by Shreej k.c

  • Fabrizio Frosini (7/18/2015 6:34:00 AM)


    your poetry is a very good one, Shreej. I enjoyed reading all your poems at PH.Thanks for sharing
    greetings from Italy
    Ciao
    Fabrizio
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    Shreej K.c (7/18/2015 9:50:00 AM)

    Thank you very much! You are an inspiration for me, a beginner.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, April 6, 2015


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