Where does this road go?
Does it go to the other side of the river?
I really wish to know
Standing here on this wooden bridge
I glance over the foot marks
The same ones that crushed the grassy banks
And went into the far away road
On which I have not seen anyone treading for years
Is it the one that has stories of fairies?
Or belong to those who live on the other side of this road?
For all my childhood I have planned,
Planned to walk on that road
But till this day I have not found the courage
To discover the mysteries that are waiting,
Waiting to be revealed by my curious soul
Dhiman,
This poem is alluring. Time is so unseen but so real. Humanity is forever on pathways and we are always crossing bridges. Destinations of life possibilities are so unknown. I found your reference to footmarks...crushed grassy banks..went into the far away road a winsome hint of your desire to do the same. We live in stages, in seasons. But our lives are not words; they are flesh and blood experiences. Memories live and we learn and move forward, pain comes and we process and sit still and then we need to move on....................Blessings to you sir..."Road under the bridge" was a very thought stirring write from you............Kathy
Interesting thoughts. The old road, once much travelled, now forgotten. No doubt there are treasures to be found. Not things of monetary value. Meaningful things.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Thank you mate, I do think there are hidden treasures, I hope I can find some courage to go to the o.. read moreThank you mate, I do think there are hidden treasures, I hope I can find some courage to go to the other side of the road...
Full of nature...
nice to read yours after a long time... I appreciate the way you have allowed your ink to flow flawlessly with a glance that keeps me wondering.. I could even imagine the picture by your writing......
Well done again Mr. positive....
Anindita...
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Thank you Anindita for your visit on my page. I'm very glad you liked it frnd...
I really loved this poem Dhiman. It is a beautiful way of describing a bridge in just a plain and simple way and then adds a depth. To me, it discussed crossing those bridges you fear the most: quitting a job, going back to school, furthering a relationship, etc. One of my favorites.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Thank you Quinn, so happy to see you on my page frnd. I like your thoughts in this, you hit the righ.. read moreThank you Quinn, so happy to see you on my page frnd. I like your thoughts in this, you hit the right notes of the poem. Thank you for your visit frnd...
Good job, Dhiman. Very reminiscent of Robert Frost's 'The Road Not taken'. We move along the road of life, not always choosing the right path, but whichever path we choose leads us to where we need to be. Your writing is coming along nicely. Keep at it. Good write
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Hello Ted, thank you so much for your appreciation frnd. This poem has a new meaning to me now. You .. read moreHello Ted, thank you so much for your appreciation frnd. This poem has a new meaning to me now. You are absolutely right, we would be where we need to be... Thank you very much frnd...
This is an amazing description of a real-life bridge & at the same time a very imaginative analogy about the times in life when we must cross over into another level of our maturity where the lessons feel more challenging. We would love to linger longer on the side of the bridge where it feels less threatening. But in some of our lives, we are forced over the bridge before we're ready. I am so amazed at how your imaginative mind is become released more & more in your writing. This poem feels like flying compared to your earlier poems, where you were stuck in deep mud, not ready to leap into these new areas of thought & imagination! I'm so proud of you for transforming this deeply painful time in your life, as a can-opener to pry into the deeper parts of yourself that you haven't yet shared with anyone. The more you show of your true self, the more beautiful you become to everyone (((HUGS)))
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Tragedies teach us lessons that nothing else could teach. I think that is what happening with me. Ma.. read moreTragedies teach us lessons that nothing else could teach. I think that is what happening with me. Margie, thank you very much for speaking such amazing uplifting words here, I was not sure about this poem's worth but I am glad I posted it, otherwise I wouldn't have known your thoughts. ((Hugs)) thank you for your kind words sweet frnd...
did you take the road? have you found out what lies ahead? makes you wonder where you would be in your life had you stopped to check each direction carefully before making decisions. good thoughtful piece.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Thank you for your understanding of the poem frnd... I will visit your page soon...
Dhiman, this is stunning. Wow, these lines, in the context of the piece:
For all my childhood I have planned,
Planned to walk on that road
But till this day I have not found the courage
Truly stunning. I might add one more line about what might have have the foot prints, who has been crossing the bridge perhaps something a bit nefarious. But that's just personal taste I think. Well written.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Hello S, thank you so much for such an enthusiastic review. You know it means a lot to me. Actually .. read moreHello S, thank you so much for such an enthusiastic review. You know it means a lot to me. Actually those lines kind of gave the image of the poem in my mind.
Do you have any ideas about the line you are suggesting? I like your suggestion to be honest, I will look at it tonight. Thank you very much...
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