A Whisper in the Sand

Dripping slowly in the vast sand
Shimmering gold in the quiet land
A tinkling whisper can be heard
Of a soul separated from its herd

Asking his master, if by chance
He has been stuck in this trance
If this isolation, is his choice ?
Where howling wind, the only voice

These wavy ripples on the sand
Carries the pulsating time band
Swirling patterns of highs and lows
Under moonlights and fire blows

Stood for a while, the puzzled traveller
Amused by his presence, in land another
Searched a soul far off, for a direction
Then dawned upon him an old revelation

We all have our own manifestations
As every path has its own destination

Copyright (c): Dr. Nikhat Bano
14.8.2015, New Delhi, India
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About Nikhat Bano

I am an ESP (English for Specific Purposes) Instructor by profession. I love to write romantic and spiritual poems and I find a great sense of relief after penning down my thoughts on paper. It has now become a passion for me and will continue as long as I live.

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