Enigma Poem by Rajdeep Dhanuka

Enigma



They say a lot,
He was not them,
But of a class,
Of those strange little men,
With the strangest of minds.

A million strangers,
Passed him by every day,
In a world, his world,
A world, even stranger than them.

With a mind he didn't understand,
He set out for an unknown destination,
On a highway unfamiliar.

It was there he met a One,
A one who realised.

He was an enigma.

And ready to walk that mile,
Or miles beyond.

With the One who was seeking,
But never asked,
For some address.

In a new direction he was headed,
A diversion for him,
He was prepared,
A diversion, he'd chosen.

And when his work shall call,
He had to return to the highway familiar,
Leaving behind the One,
The stranger he had met.
For those little men, remain not little forever...

Enigma
Saturday, March 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,strange
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dimitrios Galanis 19 March 2016

It seems to be a very good poem.I wish I could understand what it is about.

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Dimitrios Galanis 19 March 2016

Thank you so much for your explanations.Now I'm sure every reader will find it easy to understand and enjoy it too.

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Rajdeep Dhanuka 19 March 2016

Enigma is centred around the eternal circle of meetings and partings. In a world filled with strangers, we meet some very special people on our way. In this poem, in which the protagonist begins by stating what he thinks of himself and what those strangers think of him. He later meets some'one', but somehow has to part again because of his work or priorities. The circle is indicated by the number of lines in every stanza. The initial stanzas begin shredding a line each time. And after the fifth, every following stanza adds an extra line.The circle goes on... It's a poem very close to the heart and has been inspired by many works (films, poems, etc) and personal life incidents. And I am glad that you found it good.

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