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Saturday, November 19, 2016

Wandering Breaths

Rating: 4.7
I seem to have lost my lamp
during the night of wandering breaths.

I didn't know where I was when I woke-up,
I started arguing with the trees and the Rocks
and with myself. And then I cried!

Then in the distant mists I heard a voice telling me,
'No matter what happens, keep going..
for you are sure to find yourself someday'!

Hence here I am, searching very myself,
I once really was, never for my own behalf.

copyright © Siddartha Montik (Ramesh Kompella)
Siddartha Montik
Topic(s) of this poem: lamentation,solitude
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COMMENTS
Suresh Kumar Ek 21 September 2020
no matter what happens, keep going To find yourself
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Gayatri Phukan 08 July 2019
Beautiful heart touching poem.I feel your pain.God bless you.
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Alouwou Mandjah 14 May 2019
I seem to have lost my lamp during the night of wandering breaths.....thumbs up!
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Omolara Olufemi Stephen 10 February 2019
I feel your pains they sting my eyes. In fog so thick I grope. Eyes wide open nothing to see. In waves the land my feet meet. As lost in seas in confused minds. Can we hand in hand trace our steps back? If where we 're going we know not; Let slowly retrace our steps rootward
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Christa D 09 February 2019
An appealing title matching with a great poem!
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Aniruddha Pathak 06 January 2019
I seem to have lost my lamp during the night of wandering breaths. The very beginning made you sit up and read further. Yes Siddhartha, one has to deal with death and I know it is difficult. I might have written many poems on death talking wisdom, but it is not easy, Yet, I am sure with your brave and positive outlook you would push on more and more. Thanks for sharing this poem.
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Renu Kakkar 30 September 2018
Nice. We are always suppressing our inner self. That is where to our journey is. The journey for the awareness of self.
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Shabeeh Haider 10 July 2018
we search for ourselves and death finds us one day
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Adrian Flett 24 June 2018
Life is a continuous finding of one's self. Well sensed and said.
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Ray Tatenda Mutizwa 19 June 2018
Sombreness is engendered as one goes through the poem. This poem brongs out the despair common in people when they have lost sense of direction and meaning to their lives, which is clearly what the persona was affected by. Such portrayal makes this poem connect and relate to daily emotiona and psychological battles of humanity. Simple yet good. Well done
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