In the silence of the Woods, I lay still,
An occasional gust of wind, full of chill,
A howling wolf and rattling leaves, is all that I hear,
I stand here all alone, with no fear.
I seek not the glory and fame,
Nor am I the target of gory and shame,
The scorching sun and nipping cold,
I endure them strong and bold.
Be it the prince, or the pauper,
The billionaire, or his chauffer,
I consume everyone's pride,
Who ever comes by my stride.
I am the destination of the journey of life
I am the sink to all the problems rife
I am the ONE, for everyone,
For, all of you end up in me, the coffin!
A Snapshot of me: Getting Things Done
3 years ago
10 comments:
Coffin looks beautiful in ur words!
I love it.
Hi Rams,
The poem is great!
Is this your own Ramblings?
Bye,
Murugu
Murr, I dint exactly get what u meant by 'is this ur own ramblings?'
If u meant, is the poem urs, then the answer is YES-it is indeed written by me :)
And the thoughts on this page are purely mine, drawn from the personal experiences of my dear friends and me. One exception to this is the "Mani-look out for this" post, which I got in a forward.
Osssssssum poem da !!
Rams dear,
U r going great. I thought of doing a google on the lines, but felt ashamed and left the thought. I got reminded of the "The Road not Taken".
Dei Rams,
My prophecy is getting true after all. A housefull of poets!
Really great poem. I didn't do a google to find out the real poet. The words spoke out for themselves.
Keep it going.
Pistu machan nee.
Wonderful !!!
Amazing words..to be honest I really didnt think until I read the comments that this would be yours. You are a bag of surprises Rama:). Waiting for more:):)
great lines... really a nice going
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