Show Me The Road Poem by Neela Nath Das
Show Me The Road
Puzzled I traveled much
on the way of this
god-given path.
Sometimes, I pick
up the the thorns
unknowingly mistaking
them as the roses.
A kind of nonchalance
occupied me.
I feel same now
towards hatred and
smoky love.
The life I passed
is secure and right,
I don't need
choices to choose.
If there's any
better thing
waiting for me,
the road of poetry
it may be.
Show me the road
without being
a wall between
me and my sojourn,
I want to walk
on that way,
if you wish
you may stay
with me.
poems are your heart beats poetry is your way go straight with bold steps and see the red carpet on the way
Your Soul is talking, good woman! Keep singing YOUR song! I love it!
My destination is same. i am also the traveler of the same road. will stay till last. you know the traveler of poetry can never be deviated
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4/16/2024 10:32:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
on the way of life there are so many pits and bumps but if the conscience is clear and soul is pure, path itself will guide to the right goal..... enjoyed