I Feel

A poem written after a long-long time, written in one of those moments when I come out of myself…

I feel like the cloud, grey with sorrow,

Heavy with tears, but doesn’t pour;

Who steps aside and lets the sun glow,

Who disappoints the rivers, oceans and more.

 

I feel like the child, bubbling with glee,

Under a scorching sun, yet set free;

Who prays for goodness in abundance,

Who suffers many a times for his ignorance.

 

I feel like the dust, rolling in the desert,

Going hither and thither without any effort;

Who’s trampled unseen and unknown,

Whose absence won’t even be mourned.

 

I feel like every other person, standing near me,

A heart to feel, a mind to think, and eyes to see;

Who dutifully carries along with life,

Who searches for the answers he’ll never find.

 

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4 thoughts on “I Feel

    • I was already feeling the poem is a bit incomplete. And you have strengthened that belief! There’s so much to add to it..I feel like so many things at a time 😛 Alright then, this poem is ‘To be continued’. Thanks, anyways! 🙂

  1. I feel like the cloud, grey with sorrow,
    Heavy with tears, but doesn’t pour…
    I feel like the dust, rolling in the desert…
    (I don’t know why I like those lines too much…Perhaps I feel the same way…Dropped by accidentally…Glad I did…Just love your blog) 🙂

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