I dream every night
a recurring theme of search
I run wildly across graveyards
call out constantly for no one
sit waiting by the tracks
long after trains have gone
chase after silhouettes
always within arm’s reach
never within arm’s grasp
ransack rooms
tumble clink pop
finding everything
finding nothing
a passenger on
parapets and planks
carried to every destination
but the one
awaiting my arrival
I know not
why where when what
remain questions many
answers many more
As I know not
my purpose post -pursuit
I want the search to go on
Copyright © Roshni Ramanan
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Search to go on. But it is still a dream. So we need to dream on right?
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Absolutely. Love how you summed it up. Thanks a ton for writing here!
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It truly is. Thank you for sharing that.
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Sometimes my poetry comes from dreams. It is exciting to how the vision creates words.
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Loved the flow of the piece. Wonderful.
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I’m so happy you did. Thanks a ton for writing here, Rupali ☺️
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This is beautiful 😍
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Many thanks, Chris. Welcome to my blog! 😊
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“always within arm’s reach
never within arm’s grasp”
So well penned.
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Glad those lines spoke to you. Thank you so much for letting me know!
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My pleasure
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I love it! It’s unique and rhythmic.
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This makes me happy. Thank you very much, Eugenia.
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🙂
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Like, the theme and the rhythm of this poem great work keep it up your going somewhere with this theme?
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Thanks a bunch! I pretty much leave it open ended. I truly do have recurring dreams of such nature. Have a blessed day!
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