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The Time Traveller..

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English Poetry

Yes I am travelling..
travelling through roads
roads that end unto horizon
horizon so far from my reach…
reaching is me to an island
island of thoughts,
thoughts amidst the ocean of dreams,
dreams that I perceive,
perception not enough to fulfill…
fulfillment is racing behind a veil,
a veil that blinds the vision,
the vision that nurtures within,
“within” seems to surrender,
surrender unto despair,
despair was the consequence of self defeat…
the defeat that I never faced,
yet the face mocks,
mocks my reflection,
as I gaze into the mirror of destiny,
the destiny that my palm read,
the more I read, the more I dread..
the dread of falling,
falling into a pit,
a pit of doom,
the doom gleamed,
gleamed by the presence of Me,
me asleep there,
there Me arise,
arise to complete,
complete the cycle,
the cycle that I began,
travelling through the time…

6 Comments

  1. kusumgokarn says:

    A fine study into one’s subconscious self.
    Some lines need a bit of alteration for grammatical correction.
    ‘reaching is me..’-‘is’ can be cancelled.
    ‘thoughts a midst’- to be joined as ‘amidst’ .
    ‘as I gaze to…’ to be ‘into’.
    Kusum

  2. Vishvnand says:

    A thoughtful elegant merry go round
    Liked the poem, well penned & profound
    Commends

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