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I take a walk everyday,
To reach my Destination.
But I can't get to it anytime,
It gets away from my vision.
I know Hills play, such trick always,
I know the sky does the same,
But my destination that I want to go
Is playing the mirage game?
I say 'No' to my skeptical mind,
Say 'Yes' to start the walk.
The home I can not ever find.
I blame my ailing luck!
Our horizons recede as we move farther! We are continually duped by fate! The moment we feel we are at something and are about to hold, it slips out of our grasp! ! That's life! The blunt reality of life is presented in a metaphorical way! !
Do we really know our destination... I believe it changes many times in life. Interesting write
Wonderful composition, I liked the way you portrayed the underlying irony. In the last para did you mean -Say 'yes to the start of the walk? ? The use of capital letters in Destination or Hills, is it deliberate?
a prelude to nature and its love I know Hills play, such trick always, I know the sky does the same, But my destination that I want to go Is playing the mirage game?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 4:15:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely piece of poetry, insightfully penned with good rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing Neela and do remain blessed.