New Poem [Terra Incognita]
After a lot of stress, finally my exams are over. It feels great when you get over your exams but for me, I don't know why, it's a little upsetting. I'll really miss these phase of life. I was settled into this. Now for Post-graduation, I've to set myself in a different way and that will really be a hard thing to do.
My PC bugged me a lot. So, I couldn't reply to your comments. I apologize. And, here is my apology, I've written a new poem-
My PC bugged me a lot. So, I couldn't reply to your comments. I apologize. And, here is my apology, I've written a new poem-
A picture of Taiping Mountain Forest Railway. Source |
Terra Incognita
An early-monsoon wind
of hope,
Leads me to the
greens,
Phoenix’s abode,
merry-land.
I be fledged, I be
pleased.
I feel mounted with
everything.
Name-less blossoms
here and there,
Blooms to catch me,
my soul
Reflects that part of
bliss.
Purpled grief, blued
twinge, and,
Bit of golden despair
retrogress.
The sunlight makes
trails gleam.
A secret cul-de-sac
opens up,
Ends up with wonder, scepticism,
That where a place
unseen yet,
Lied still
stealthily, out of reach.
Promptly rises a
silhouette,
With a sense of
cold-breath.
No shadow it was, a
piece of cloud,
Grey in colour and so
in hue,
Waiting for a sudden
outburst.
Mist comes, mist
goes, transient,
Sun plays
hide-n-seek,
Gently hovers around
me with mirth,
Fills me with heavenly
brightness.
My eyes stare
astounded.
I am filled with
ecstasy,
But my mind
displeased,
It’s the time to
part,
My embodied soul
cries,
I must be here again
and again.
Please let me know how did you like it.
Why do you miss exams? And why are yo sad that it's over? I want my exams to be as far from me as possible! :P
ReplyDeleteAnyway this lines are lovely. So much to retrospect!
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I am not going to miss my exams, nobody does!!
DeleteI will just be missing these days of college, friends and fun...you know how hard is to take away yourself from a familiar atmosphere to a new life!
And, thank you so much for your lovely comment. Keep in touch:D
I loved the last line - "I must be here again and again". We all despise change, but eventually that's what proves to be the best for us, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteHope to see regular poems from you now since your exams are over :-)
Hey! Thank you very much. And yeah I'll be frequent, like before.
DeleteKeep in touch:D
i can't believe you wrote this poem! it's beautiful and you are so talented. congrats on being done with finals...where did you study? we're your newest followers! xo chaseandem.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteAww...thank you so much Emi for stopping by my blog. It means a lot. I live & study in India.
DeleteThanks for following..I must visit your blog now. Keep in touch:D
Excellent photo! Thanks. - http://kannan.edublogs.org
ReplyDeletebeautiful images weaved in here....lovely....
ReplyDeleteI must be here again and again.
ReplyDeleteOne can never have too much of a good thing! lol
Incredible piece of writing. Loved reading the poem, the perspective was greatly depicted :)
ReplyDeleteLIke other readers, I really like the final line.
ReplyDeleteThanks everybody for appreciating my work. It inspires me a lot. Keep reading:D
ReplyDeleteLovely painting of the colors and blooms of the greens ~
ReplyDeleteOf course, visiting such a peaceful place is a blessing ~
Nice to meet you ~
Thank you for commenting:)
DeleteNice meeting you too..
beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThis is just lovely. It has an ethereal quality about it!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous poem. I feel peaceful right now.
ReplyDeleteMist comes, mist goes, transient,
ReplyDeleteSun plays hide-n-seek,
Gently hovers around me with mirth,
Fills me with heavenly brightness.
My eyes stare astounded
This about sums up the feel and the awe of being atop the highest point of Maxwell Hill, Caulfields Hill. It was for our endurance run up and down the hill decades ago when I was still a schoolboy. I wonder whether it's allowed to go to that point now. I remember there was a transmission station up there. We had gallons of cool, cold drinks (which was a mistake for some)before making our way down. Lots of fun.Thanks for the memory. Sayantini!
Hank
A walk to remember by.....
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