I hope you had a great start to the day 🙂 I’m glad to know that you liked yesterday’s blog about how to brighten your day. Thank you for your beautiful emails.
Today, I would like to share a little about my blog journey and one of my favourite poems I wrote in my college days.
Before starting this website, I was actively writing on another blog site – shradviews.wordpress.com and today when I logged into it, I was stunned to see the number of blogs I’ve published there.
The number comes to a whopping 334 posts. I’m surprised and elated at the same time. Back then, I wrote in varied categories such as essays, poems, self-help blogs (like I’m writing here) and anything and everything that came to my mind.
Though I don’t post anymore on my previous blog site, it holds a special space in my heart. Being the introvert that I was in my school days, I gradually became an extrovert through writing on my first blog site.
And I owe this to my best friend. It was through him that I was introduced to the concept of blogging. I remember how without giving it a second I had started my blog in 2015 and named it – “Hello India.”
You’ll see how an amateur I was then, yet how they’re all a replica of my heart.
Yesterday, when I was reminiscing on all the blogs and poems written in my college days, I stopped at this favourite poem of mine. My friends say that it is the best piece I’ve ever written and they love it.
I thought of sharing it with you. So here it goes.
The Lost Soul
Amidst a million people
in the great miscellany of faces
like the mimicking robots walking
alongside
the piteously filthy roads,
there exists a soul
thinking, wondering, feeling
& suffering to its sterling point.
Its unstinting support raises
many in despair.
The soul acts as a mode of
EntertainmenT
to please their sensory system.
Living and flourishing
for the millions around,
the soul leaves back it’s dreams
& moulds them into compromises!
Surfing for humans, expecting
warmth,
the soul waits
until the breaking point springs up.
Despite the existing body,
the soul disappears
with its dreams, aspirations,
anticipations
and state of being human,
in this great miscellany of faces!
Have you ever tried your hands on free verse poems? Do let me know in the comments below.
Also, let me know how did you like my poem.
New post tomorrow 🙂
Love
Shradz
