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how does it feel
to cover miles
in lonesome tracks
where real meets reel
how does it feel
a couple of miles
the sign board reads
a hazy path
where tracks would lead
a couple of miles
a bliss, a freedom
a light so divine
we, mere mortals
humbled by the shine
a bliss, a freedom
a story ends, a tale begins
the cycle runs
forever it seems
of life before, and thereafter
a story ends, a tale begins
This Poem is shared with
divine touch......interesting....
ReplyDeleteThanks Sreeja :-)
Deleteso true....the story never really ends....just hte chapters...and where one ends, another begins...
ReplyDeleteand in many ways it is dictated by our choices....
Well said Brian :-)
DeleteHow lovely! Beautiful words and the glimmer of hope they show. The story ends, the tale begins, the cycle runs... lovely!
ReplyDeleteThanks Prajakta :-)
DeleteThat's really pretty!
ReplyDeleteThank You :-)
DeleteIt goes on.. In cycle, one after another. Loved the title.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jyoti :-)
DeleteKing of haiku, poetry, fiction, limerick.. What else have you got hiding up your sleeve?
ReplyDeleteThank You Crystal :-)
DeleteWonderful, Amrit.
ReplyDeleteThanks Celestine :-)
DeleteThis is super cool. The story you've created mixed with the rhyme/style of the poem is great. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThank You Justin :-)
DeleteLOVED THIS ONE :-) :-) I read it on your Facebook post - had to come back here to drop a comment!! It's one of the nicest you've written :-D
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Divya :-)
DeleteThis is lovely with great reflective questions. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThanks Michael :-)
DeleteReally Lovely.
ReplyDeleteSublime
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :-)
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