How can I call this my blog without adding one of my poetic attempts to the repertoire? Here is the latest musing… and me thinks, my best work yet…
Guardians of the past
It is time now for me to leave you
The past must remain but a happy memory
I shall leave a part of me behind
So that all is not forgotten
But I can not look back
As the sculptor wields his chisel
I too must carve the next path
The passage of time will rewrite my destiny
I am not happy to do this, but do it I must
I am not sad to do this, for do it I must.
My strength comes from memories, that are mine alone
I leave with you some of my emotions and dreams
They were never meant to be
I take with me a clean slate and hope
In the unknown and the darkness
I will find wisdom and light
They will be my guides
As I start my journey
The heaviness fades with me
Faith waits to rebuild me
The gates of a new realm are open
The mist of time awaits me
It is time...
3 comments:
"I take with me a clean slate and hope
In the unknown and the darkness.."
Very nice. So dad comments on daughter's blogs. Cool indeed!
SSM, are you sure your kid and mine are gonna allow us to *read* their expressions, let alone comment ;-)? BB is lucky :-)
Priya.
yupp!! carpe diem it is!! Seize the moment. nice poem. :)
Kags,
I think you're an amazing person and that's why I guess your poem has more depth than what one can realize at first glance.
I love the line - My strength comes from memories, that are mine alone. The more I read this line, the more different facets I see to it.
Great beginning. Hope there are many more!
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