Wandering Breaths Poem by Siddartha Montik
Wandering Breaths
I seem to have lost my lamp
during the night of wandering breaths.
I didn't know where I was when I woke-up,
I started arguing with the trees and the Rocks
and with myself. And then I cried!
Then in the distant mists I heard a voice telling me,
'No matter what happens, keep going..
for you are sure to find yourself someday'!
Hence here I am, searching very myself,
I once really was, never for my own behalf.
copyright © Siddartha Montik (Ramesh Kompella)
this is good... thanks for the recommendation, i couldn't read earlier as i wasn't active
wow this is cool the poem simply flows. nice way of using symbolism i loved it kudos
I feel your pains they sting my eyes. In fog so thick I grope. Eyes wide open nothing to see. In waves the land my feet meet. As lost in seas in confused minds. Can we hand in hand trace our steps back? If where we 're going we know not; Let slowly retrace our steps rootward
The lost lamp is inside.You depicted the great Indian philosophy of Vedantha in simple, easy words..CONGRATULATIONS.
I seem to have lost my lamp during the night of wandering breaths.....thumbs up!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 9:01:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely poem Siddartha. Sometimes on our journey through life we can feel very lost and alone. To seek oneself, to learn to like ourselves we can be comfortably at home in our own bodies during our transition on Earth. I do believe we understand ourselves via our dreams, those we pursue in this world and those in our subconscious mind that drive us through life.