Friday, March 29, 2013

Confessions of a Traveler: Final Verse


The Geometry of Loneliness

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You are the sand-
At the end of the desert-
On my tiring feet.
You are the teardrop,
At the end of a days’ journey
In my eyes.

The plateau of self-realization,
Followed your fragrance,
Into the womb of memories.

And then…
Without the sensation of the sand,
Without the dampness in the eyes,
The journey I undertook,
Seemed at a loss for sense. 


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Tomichan Matheikal said...

Many a journey of life makes us hit some plateau or another of self-realisation!