richy kar

Rookie (16 0ctober 1991 / orissa)

Voices Of The Past - Poem by richy kar

I think of the days,
I think of the past,
I think of those days; where i stood aghast,
By the blackness of the evening,
By the emptiness of street,
Within the mysteries of shadow.
And, where my thoughts stood like heaps of stones;
Remembering the days
Which were like rivers of rainbow,
And, how it goes you never know.
As if water in the streams dissapearing;
Leaving the fishes apart,
Where minds are left empty,
Skies clear;
And, the trees giving a mystical appearance
And, you never know.

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  • Dr.subhendu Kar (8/5/2008 2:24:00 PM)

    yet the mind is without fear by apprehension
    even despised by the reeks of shadow
    gleams of light when bedazzles the life
    yet we trudge the path by the shadows light and dark.............wonderful poem by the imagery in the plexus of living and life ahead when awesome...........igeniously green,10+, great write, thanks for sharing dearest Richy with deepest love
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  • Vidi Writes (5/21/2008 1:45:00 AM)

    Blankness, emptiness
    All are opportunities in life
    Blessed are those who can feel them.

    You are tested against values of life
    Never take those as just momentary
    Due to them, there are new arrivals.

    Only at those times
    You break the fence around you
    Move out in pursuit of life and living.

    Think it over and again… All the best.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 9, 2008

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