When I Search Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY
When I Search
Every day
When I search,
I find a new atlas
Of my own path.
A small point
I see much,
Extended and extended
By an unknown,
But still I am still
To see the technique
And waiting for a pleasure
to make someone unknown.
waiting for pleasure, and what is that pleasure? Is it permanent? what is permanent? A poet should go searching all these.
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4/25/2024 12:13:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful write Tadasha. We keep on searching for something and believe me its never ending....Loved it.