Hitesh Chowdhury

Rookie (30/04/1983 / New Delhi)

Zemblanity... - Poem by Hitesh Chowdhury

I have walked quite a few miles of this life and still a few more to go. Heard a lot of stories on my way to search the calmness that we seek for.I once heard about a child laboring his way to just earn one time meal for himself, heard a story of woman losing her child for all the drugs she took, Then there were some who did not want to bring a life to this planet. There was a father who worked all his life to support his family and give them the best but then loose the sight of all his own dream.

But i still felt empty, wanted more. So i went for a stroll looking for an excuse, to depend on someone, just to be loved and pampered, And all this time forgot the friends that i had beside me. I walked on very crowded planet, and still found myself lonely. We caged ourselves in. There was a dog drinking water out of a sewage even after all those years of loyalty he showed to his master, The master was not too good in a condition to be.

Then there were some who fought for people they compete against(Peter Norman) just to be disgraced by their own people, by forgetting their greatness. We remember people for their Oscars, but how many do we remember with the noble.

I walked for ages and reached the woods found the little bird tweeting it's way to the beautiful blue sky, but all i could see a a old man tugged in a rag in cold winter night. i started running and reached the city and saw a healthy young man with all his capable limbs begging for nickels, so he could get the rush created by our evil imagination in the form of drugs.

I walked for hours and stopped in front of an old church, i stood there in awe forgetting every pain that i felt minutes before, just to realize who am i blaming when i am in guilt of all the evil things i have done. I was hoping for serendipity but i surely found zemblanity of humanity.......

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 24, 2011

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