Unknown paths, uncertain thoughts and unseen faces add more colour to life, wisdom and traces…
An artist’s chase – seeking you, a poem
Further I went,
farther you seemed
from my reach.
Chasing your impressions
on the beach,
bench in the park
or the empty corners
in my library –
I could (not) see;
I wasn’t seeing
at all!
And you,
like that ‘missing’ thing
in every artist’s effort,
remained true, steadfast,
unwavering and patient
by my side,
in every stride
I took
chasing you
(lunacy)
and only you,
(ecstasy)
.
Alok Mishra
October 6, 2022
2:39 AM
Amazing poem… I tried to feel the pain inside. Maybe because I could relate too…
Very intriguing poem… I could feel it to an extent. I can also relate to the situation described in the poem. The art of the artist does remain caged in someone or something or in the artistry itself. Wonderful poem again!
Very beautiful poem…