That was my ‘Unknown World’
It started as storm but ended in a soothing breeze
It was pouring, it was drizzling, but every single droplet touched my core
I had no fears, nor was I skeptical anymore
I was not weary of inquisitive eyes; no more had I any feeling of running away.
There were no belongings to be lost and no roads leading to any crossroads
Though away from the secure womb, I still felt its warmth and coziness
You may call it ‘mad’ but I felt that the ‘Unknown’ was known to me for ages.
13 comments:
and the known is still unknown...?
The known generally remains like that
understood ur point......u required dat break.....
beautiful. poetry is in such moments of revelation. don't exert. unburden and listen. this one has that quality. you are falling into the groove. keep writing.
Thank you so very much venuji...
Your comment is so encouraging. I am thrilled :-)
now now..im less awestruck and more wonder-eyed :)
hpoe u see rainbows too
...the known is unknown, and the unknown, known for ages.
You said everything.
Lovely!
nice one !
I appreciate for your beautiful poem.I liked it very much.Keep writing.
Very nicely written :-)
Sometimes even i have such unknown feelings which give me very known nostalgic moments... but i think i tried knowing them and lost the moment right away..
Cheers
Mahesh
just got back from a much needed break ffrom work
it was fun in beautifull valleys of himachal
and
the day i reached delhi it was raining heavily
than
i read this
Beautifull is the only word i can say
keep it like this
Thank you all for such lovely comments
no words
really nice.
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