Voyage

A voyage, abandoned; thus,
for the saline is a blind truth.
And the open-eyed, sight of lostness,
remains the only vision of hopeless hope.

Perhaps,
a swim,
a flight,
a glide,
a gallop,
or a tiny trot;
Escapism, a delight.

Swim across by my shoulder,
Take a flight around my neck,
You could glide through my soul,
Gallop through all that I know of me,
And trot across what is unknown of us.

Perchance,
the shadow of the eclipse,
or the consummation of the meadow,
the departure of that intimate horizon;
Amidst all that, lies the existence,
known only to none.

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About AR

Amol Redij is a poet and writer from India. He usually prefers writing on dark and existential themes and draws inspiration from Neruda, Camus, Nietzsche, Grace (India), and the likes. He has published 2 collections of poetry. Amol has been featured in magazines and journals of international repute. He has composed over 1000 poems. Amol also writes short fiction. He considered himself to be cinephile and has been a part of 3 award-winning short films in India. He has worked in the capacity of a script supervisor and a dialog writer. Amol is also a theatre enthusiast with a Marathi drama script (unstaged) to his credit. An IT professional with over 15 years of experience in various business operations, Amol quit his employment to pursue writing full-time. When not writing, Amol is enthused in daydreaming and wandering. More about Amol can be read at: http://www.amolr.in

3 thoughts on “Voyage

  1. Pushmaotee Subrun

    Amidst all that, lies the existence,
    known only to none.
    A deep search of the soul to find out the existence ‘known only to none’…very profound thought!

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