A Vagabond and A Wizard

When a wandering wizard, chanced upon the Random Paths of a vagabond, thoughts overlapped. For, the wizard could work upon the wheel of words and the vagabond spoke through potent images. Did life stand still when the two exchanged their first greetings? We don't think so, for both joined in a quest of wielding images and powerful thoughts. This blog is a portrait of such efforts...

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Walk with me


Walk with me
Till the raindrops
Touch our feet.

Walk with me
Till my silence
feel your words.

Walk with me
Till the roads 
overlap.

Walk with me
Till I 
Forget those 
Painful moments.

Walk with me
For I need you
By my side.

While I stand
Facing the ocean
While I watch 
The sun 
Closing the day
While I wait 
For the night.
To steal me away...
Walk with me...

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra
Posted by wanderer at 11:50 AM
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5 comments:

Dr. Pratibha Singh said...

great rhythm and feel in your poem.keep it up.

August 23, 2010 at 10:56 AM
Zave said...

I wonder how this little gem got neglected?
I could feel every word, and need I say it touched my heart.
:)

August 31, 2010 at 3:19 PM
P2 said...

I liked it....Guess I am reading it a little late...

September 26, 2010 at 7:49 PM
The Enchantress said...

amazing.....

beautiful...

September 29, 2010 at 1:45 PM
wanderer said...

Thanks prathibha, p2, zave and nikita.
This poem has an offshoot of a long distance conversation...we like it when you say "I Like it".

September 29, 2010 at 2:51 PM

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