Old, shattered, tattered
Are the remains of my quest
Blinking, shrinking, dropping
My eyes like the rest…
Pale, sulky, tender
My moods in a nest,
Unknown, unspoken, unaddressed
Still remains my quest…
Falling, preaching, still growing
My soul unlike the rest
Cornered, stinging, growling
Still paining is my quest…
Never forgot it, but never perceived
In the crowd of the mist
Time slips, but still it stands
Undone, unleashed, at its best…
Forgotten, in a way is my quest…
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We often live a happy, cheerful, fruitful life…growing and learning what each moment has to offer, but still, we forget to do, or as we say, “lack in time” for what we were made and were meant… our own quest, what so ever it may be…
We may be surrounded by thousands of fruitful tasks and be well distant, but does it not sting somewhere…somewhere, that we left it?
Do we need to find a room for it, or leave it in the best form ever…fresh and never touched?
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lovely lines ! and it was like cuddling in nest wth the thoughts
Thanks Soumya! It was indeed!
I think the main thing is not to forget the soul.
I especially loved this part “My moods in a nest.” To me, it projects many different thoughts, ideas, emotions and imagery.
You are right Malena, but it implies different for different people…or may be, they make it imply differently…
But heart and soul mustn’t be forgotten, ever.
And thanks…its one of my personnel favorites too…
Yes, it’s what people’s brain do that make them interpret poetry and their meaning, as simple as this might sound, sometimes we forget this.
Your poem certainly inspired me to think. Thanks
Its a pleasure of mine. And one writes a poetry keeping many different things in mind…it starts meaning many more different things after that, but when the people understand “the” meaning the poet wanted to express, the poet gets a satisfaction…and I got one here! You are welcomed by pleasure!
Yes, it is!
And BTW, never worry on the topic of being “right or wrong” till your heart says its right…our intuition is the best guide in the run…
And you can go into the archives and read my previous poetry pieces if you would like to…there are plenty there…