Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 8, 2015

SCRIBBLES~by Rajendra Padhi




When I walk alone
I talk to myself
Hurried and worried
About me
Something within me
Something outside
I see myself in all
The otherness is lost.
I hear all about me and you
Lost from the hazy crowd
Reading between silences
In thin lines of thoughts
Out of time
Out of self
So sweet
So deep
Forgotten to remember
Connecting with one and all
All wonders follow
Soft with feelings
Turning into a lake
Reflecting things around
Unknowingly drifting
Like waves to a shore
From one to many
Returning become one again
Taken by surprise
I am closed like buds
Opened up to crowd again.

Composed and copyright by Rajendra K. Padhi


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