Monday, March 30, 2009

Poems of Struggling Seeker – 3

Your are wandering alone….
On a secluded road…..
In fading daylight and thick silence…
You wonder, where the entire world had vanished….
Where are all those mad, deafening noises?
Where are those tired people running in rat race?
Where are those illusory ambitions and fragile solace?
You take a pause…..
Long shadows of your past are still hovering on zenith….
Deep in the ninth layer of your subconscious mind,
You still feel mystic fear….
Fear of uncertainty and fear of losing out….
You remember,
You had taken oath to transcend beyond life…
You had decided to be unconditionally free….
The heavy feeling of your own gravity,
Still haunts you in whatever way….
You still wonder where all people have gone…
People, who crossed your voyage every now & then…
You thought for a moment..
Mortal world now surely can’t make you happy….
Sun is set….. night has taken over everything…. in its dark veil…
You wonder again…
What is the real truth?
The bright sunlight that diminishes as time passes
Or the dense darkness…
Life or death…..
Pleasures or misery….
Success or failure…..
Me or world…..
But you have to walk….
Abode is still far away…..
“Real traveler never mind the hurdles” you murmur with yourself….
When visibility is less, your own road looks unfamiliar….
You continue treading….
Perhaps that is your chronic idea of survival !!!!!!!

2 प्रतिक्रीया:

Ashish Sarode said...

Good poem Vikrant.

Anonymous said...

sir....hats off to u...you just touched my soul...
...Mangesh padalikar