Path (unfinished) 


Deep into the clouds of horde, 

But Alone with everybody,  

I walked, searching for my aisle

In the darkness of the frivolity. 

I tread, 

To my path as I walk. 

As I walk with folks around

The faces I missed, that were masked. 

To its vanity I got ensnarled.  


I tread,

To my dears, I wrote words in my heart. 

I may end here but you should go on. 

‘What happened, happened! try to move on,

Nothing ‘s permanent here, carry on…’ 

I tread, 

To a place of unstinted abundance 

And a realm magnificent, 

I stretched my vision, 

For some clue and signs. 


I tread


The  shiny glittery way,  

A harbinger of fruitful tales. 

Confused and stepped in disdain, 

Until in it proved to be a murcuric murk. 


I tread, 


Moving, jolted by the stormy azimuth, 

Avoiding the pricking defiant thorns, 

Walking into its  dubious cloud. 

Perambulating into its wizened misery 


I tread 


Absorbing the rays for forlornly weathers 

On an embers of fierce straddle 

With the calm of reclusive hermit 

With a glowing halo charm and robed like a monk. 





Hope you like it.

Also read the next part.

part 2.
Aquib Khan

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Published by AQUIB

the unsung poet..

48 thoughts on “Path (unfinished) 

  1. This is a great. That is what life needs, we need to continue to research until we discover as many secrets as if there are no other ones. Thanks for sharing!

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    1. Yep, but there are signs casting and intuitions reminding but our overall entropy must be in order, we must strive and strive and differentiate the white from the black . Thanks fire the read panchali ma’am.


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