The Traveller

a fantastical or real interpretation of a conversation between two individuals, a traveller and a drunken native.

The Traveller

'Come' ..said the traveler...

Looked around the reveler..

'I'm a native here',he replied

'I'm not goin' anywhere'

'I will show u the fears of a child,

The sounds of the breeze so mild,

The eternal mystery of being apart,

What truly controls a human heart...'

'A lady i have of plenty color,

A magnificent house of marble'

Said the native,as he sipped his liquor,

'And waits for me my bible...'

'Ripe is the sound of dimes,

A monarch in the land of mimes'

Said the traveler,'Look around,

To worldly pleasures you are bound...'

'Why do u tempt me so?

Are you an angel of the day?

How far can ones mind go?

Or have you just lost your way?'

'Flowing are the sands of time

And some poetry will never rhyme

Walk with me, i'll quench your thirst

The last thing to know might just be the first'

The native had finished his vessel,

The drink had proved its mettle

Something in his heart was knocking

For, he found, he was already walking.

Into the decisive night they had strolled,

Into evening, the night began to mould.

The sun reverted from the west,

All so, when the birds were still at rest.

Still amazed the native heard,

'I can change the course of the day

As i greet u with fear absurd,

But i just vanished the night away'

'No knowledge is pure if incomplete...

And life is a single book,how many times would u read?'

The startled native finally looked around,

The traveler had disappeared into the sound....

Author's Note

It is a mistic blend of religion, philosophy and literature. Looking for support.

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

Wow. The imagery of this poem is really good. You are very thoughtful I must say.
'Flowing are the sands of time
And some poetry will never rhyme
These are my favourite lines. Very cleverly written.