" NOMADIC "
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Realization of your
existence halted the
thoughts of detachments.
Brewing with in me,
inciting me to bluff
the vague tints of nature.
Withdrawn in these
despair since coon's age .
Nomadic in pursuit
of you in the trails
of life,couldn't treasure
you in my yesterday,
sidelined in today's
bargain,ambiguous
outlook in dark tomorrows.
The U and S turns
of the craggy drive,
left me whirl in the
treacherous journey of life.
Hope ,a stranger
in the streets of
desolate fervor in
these hazy lanes .
Blossoming sorrows
in my forlorn heart's aisle .
Will transient showers
of ardor seal the pain
of thorny course ? ,
Delusional pain creeping
into my reality,no words
of comfort uttered,
to ease this perpetual sting...Â
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Why does the picture look like it was taken from lotr online?
Hi Tim this picture is about a nomadic woman.....which I felt it as right for these verses..
Actually Cherie this read depressing,I wrote the feedback 3 times about the poem then deleted thinking let me wait for the response..Its about the spiritual quest in my early ages of life .I was totally crushed between the various religious views claiming their views and god as best.As days passed I realized my truelove is he ,( everyone calls with different names like GOD,ALLAH OR KRISHNA) .I call him my immortal beloved.So awakened from the deep sleep realizing that's the only reality in my life .Rest everything around is transient.Disease ,loss ,death and suffering as part of the journey which i opted before my birth....I may sound crazy but that's the truth.I won't pray but wish good for everyone.And love to spread love and light how much ever possible ..I am a normal woman tend to get attracted to the glitters in life but tactfully my thoughts will be diverted by him...
Love ..
Dear Leola You can't guess how I am feeling,my hands are shivering,waves of emotions pouring out of my heart.I am so so sooooo happy to meet a soul who thinks like me.This truth if everybody would have understood means this world would have been peaceful.As all the war,disputes are mainly created by the religion for the money,power and for slavery.even though we think we are free still we are slaves under the system...And you are right it was a difficult right.I wrote the review 3 times as i know it will be read in the romantic love context,but thought my thoughts wont be seen normal.So waited for someone to comment to reply in response,feeling light now...
I am soo Happy to meet dear you in here,I am humbled by your great review.And thnxxx a million for supporting my thoughts.This song i love to hear at times ,its a popular you may be knowing it well..i am dedicating it to you dear..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VTCQBuYhq_s&list=PLiRPld8gwMH7TGt9VEIgSFJbG-WJ96lxX&index=55&hd=1
Love
Piusha
this is a moving piece, filled with description and depth. the following lines caught my attention:
"Hope ,a stranger
in the streets of
desolate fervor in
these hazy lanes .
Blossoming sorrows
in my forlorn heart's aisle .
Will transient showers
of ardor seal the pain
of thorny course ?"
Albeit, the entire poem is capturing. Great work!
Dear Poetess Piusha,
You seem to be a Poetree of humble sorrowfulness. You are like leaves and flowers that falls in winter and a little less in the early spring. Your flowers or sorrows open at night like verses and drop in the morning when the sun hits them. There is a beautiful legend that tells why the flowers drop in the morning sun. You have a honey-jasmine scent similar to cestrum nocturne but not quite as strong as other flowers. My love, My applause and My nomination
Love, Regards
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI