Much behind
A streaming zone
Of faint light
Follows
All the way
no sign of hurry
No signs of any presence
Anywhere
North south west east
A cool but clean night
Walking straight
To find a stop indeed
Many times I think
Of that source of light
Person, preacher, predecessor
Anything enabling its entity
Through fiction or fusion
Somehow light behind
Romanticising the journey alone
At least
If not any finding in front
Behind still active
To accelerate to past
'Illusions many
Obstacles hard
Yet a thread long
We left behind'
Told once old grands
And throughout night long
Haze or hegemony
Cold or Capricorn
Nothing we achieved
Simply enjoyed by learning
How to combat the adverse!
Pranab k c
11/06/2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderfully composed poem, sir Pranab....10+++++++++++++
My pleasure you read me so passionately. Inspired. Thank you very much. Regards