The Traveler Poem by Nikhil Sharad

The Traveler

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In fire I was cast
from flames I rose
my will made stronger
my head bludgeoned.
Bloody, not broken I am
by the war with fate
Suffering might capture me
but never conquer.

Adversary has found me,
and shall find me always
in the highest of spirit
untainted, untamed.

Through swamps I've walked
falling and rising again
my knees made familiar
to the mire beneath.
I've been lost and lonely
in the endless marsh.
Took beating of the cold
bitter and harsh.

Land was only delayed
but never refused.
I've rested then
only to travel again,
like the giant of the ocean
that surfaces to catch a breath.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Debarshi Bhattacharya 20 July 2017

amazingly inspiring! ! I love this poem

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Indranil Bit 29 January 2014

Bloody, not broken I am by the war with fate Suffering might capture me but never conquer. ............................appreciatingly strong. traveller however influence me too! :) can take a read through ' Ode on a Traveller' written by me perhaps in the same time frame when you wrote.

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Arti Chopra 08 August 2013

Beautiful.....and powerful...well done

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