The Journey
Trudging along the thoroughfares of my life's crossroads,The neon lights beckon me for a rest;
Weary feet refuse to move along the slippery pavements,
With the heart heavy with memories.
Travelers of varied blood pass by,
Some hault,some laugh and some sigh;
I halt and I chat,
But only for a mere moment.
As I crossed the river of Youth,
The piranhas below threw me a thirsty look;
Mermaids of lust were their disguise,
I prayed, I might not slip through.
As I treaded along the green paddy fields,
Honesty joined my company;
The lass of Innocence quietly joined us,
And we marched together in glee.
The graveyard of Treachery lay ahead,
Hatred had laid its siege;
And as we silently passed by,
A cunning looked escaped his eyes wry.
Further ahead was Wisdom's inn
Legacy of Nobility there thrived in;
And as we rested for the night,
Wandering thoughts haunted my dreams.
As Wisdom bade us farewell,
He bestowed some invaluable gospel;
Enriching my mind with those precious jewels,
We set out further west.
As we neared the coveted Horizon,
Temptation interrupted our motion;
Her sultry smile reflecting all the misdoings,
And I was held at bay.
Honesty felt strangled in her vicious grip,
Innocence receded her steps;
The quicksand of Time suddenly became prominent
And all the beautiful things seemed to vanish away.
The words of Wisdom drifted in my mind;
And as I battled for the final effort,
Courage joined the company
And together we marched in glee.
The journey thrived on,
And destination seemed to arrive;
What it holds for me I do not know,
But Peace's cottage it will be,
I am very sure.
Poetry by Nibir Mahanta
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Written on 2007-01-07 at 11:20
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