Posted by: Prem Piyush | August 29, 2008

In Search Of…


On her face –
Innocent like a kid.
She has some questions.
Those sleep in her eyes.
Those dances in her dreams.

The questions –
About the dew drops,
About the red rose,
About the caterpillar on leaf.
About herself
And about Him,
Who made dawn and dusk –
Also made her questions.

She searches for the answers-
In the meadows,
In the rains drops – fallen on leaves.
In the stupid air –
That touched her cheek
And made her blush.

Lost in the questions,
That she never understands,
And she does not either wants
All answers said by Someone .
But she loves her questions.
That makes her eyes dreamy,
In the night –
As the eyes had seen the day.

Today she is crazy –
She has only – one question left
One question about someone –
Who will be along with.
Searching for the answers.
About the journey –
She is blessed with.

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Responses

  1. Today she is crazy –
    She has only – one question left
    One question about someone –
    Who will be along with.
    Searching for the answers.

    Beautiful poem! Perhaps she has lost herself in her own questions or she knows she only has the answer of her all questions. So, she doesn’t want any answer from others!

  2. Nice poem but with a sad tone.


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