Like a stone
Tossed away
On aqueous stage;
Dreams wasted.
Like
Expanding ring
Of ripples
Synchronous stir
Spreading slowly;
The pain of loss.
Fading away
Into
Those unfathomable
Depths of water;
My being.
Waves of grace, winds of Naam (Nanak Naam Jahaz Hai) On the auspicious occasion of Guru Nanak Dev Ji's Gurpurab, this poem emerges as a ...
Ruby I really liked this poem. Still waters run deep -- a glimpse into the soul! :D
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Linda. I really appreciate your support.
Deletethat flowed quite well, Ruby
ReplyDeletethank you so much for such kind words
DeleteThis piece is just incredible! You had me at those first four lines-a stone tossed and dreams wasted. Wow!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Valerie for your encouragement.
DeleteRuby, This piece is amazing. You really touched me with this one.
ReplyDeleteThank you Deana. Your words matter so much to me.
DeleteI love how this flows smooth and beautifully right to the end. So good!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Debra. I am glad to hear from you.
DeleteYour writing is always lovely. Great work.
ReplyDeleteThank you Draug for your support and encouragement
DeleteThis is just beautiful. I got lost in your piece and had to read it again to find the three prompt words :)
ReplyDeleteYour words made my day :) Thank you so much Janna.
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