Mountains
One more among the crowd
I carry within,
Died today.
I feel better as I light his pyre.
It has made me lighter.
With each death within,
I am getting lighter & lighter….
I can fly higher & higher.....
Love for him now is genuine.
No wants, no demands.
Just love…for being part of my world,
Love of one being to another.
Looking back I wonder
When did he get into me?
Why did I carry him so long?
Why?
Questions lead me
To a dead end
Beyond which are huge mountains….
I am unable to cross….
With each death within,
I am getting lighter & lighter,
Gravity weaker and weaker…
I can fly higher & higher.....
Will I cross this MOUNTAINS?
……To freedom?
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OSI Prompt : Free(dom)
17 comments:
Harshadji..may the light you exude help others too look inside their dark spaces..
I rate it among your best..I know difficult to choose.. but that's what I feel..
Keep inspiring..
Thanks, Ramesh
So very well done Harshadji!! Did not know where it was leading at first and loved as it unfolded, slowly like the petals of a flower.
Beautiful thoughts and ideas, and such good use of the prompt word.
good question....love this!!
Your poem was so meaningful...it resonated with me deeply. Lovely!
each death is but a new beginning...freedom
What a challenge - way too alluring not to try; just like life, just like breathing.
Please have a good new week.
daily athens
Beautiful poem and such lovely sentiments. I do wonder if you you mean pyre rather than pier?
impressive word flow.
well done.
Glad to Land at your magical poetry land today,
How are you?
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Hope to see you in.
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@ Teresa : Thank you for pointing out an error. I do mean pyre.
Nice of you to visit my blog and putting your encouraging comment.
Have a nice week ahead.
Oh I loved this post...
Surely you will cross the mountains...
Coz when the 'others' in you die,
YOU SHALL REMAIN.
AND PERVADE....
Yes, yes, yes. Those are beautiful thoughts. With those flames the spirit rises higher.
Harshadbhai..Beautiful poem..
I salute your talent..
Food for thought. Your words held a lot of meaning, evocative and sad. We all struggle with these experiences in one way or another. Well done.
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lovely tribute and a wonderful poem.
Love the way you've blended loss and freedom here.
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