Trotting over dried up dreams
Familiar terrains swim past view
Again, no looking back!
The unknown stretches far ahead
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Behind the hills, muffled cries dies down Leaving soundless echoes in the alley of the ages- -Stunning beautiful depiction that echoes in the deep of heart.- - - - - - - - -10
An amazing beauty, anyone can read and understand, but the old man feels it...............10
Very nice realization. at one point you have to move forward leaving behind so many past incidents as muffled.
I sometimes feel I am going round in circles but we must push on going forward in life. A lovely poem
Without looking back and waiting for the future that's really nice- - -muffled cries die down / Leaving soundless echoes in the alley of ages- - -The beauty of the lines are simply enchanting! Wonderful Valsa!
Being reminded of an unfavorable past, though I don't know what's ahead, I refuse go back. Very good.
past as a reference moving into future seeing present...loved the poem
Sounds like you left far behind, nice poem, interesting progression, no lookin back.
An amazing short poem that unveils the life and its solid truth
behind a dried hills and lone poetess cry for it... Again, no looking back! The unknown stretches far ahead....
behind a dried hills and lone poetess cry for it... Again, no looking back! The unknown stretches far ahead....
Dried up dream and a one way trip echo lifes rich tapestries. A lovely poem.
Dried up dream and a one way trip echo lifes rich tapestries. A lovely poem.
v rich in words...had to read again to understand the indepth meaning....a very powerful write.....
all about life! ! ! ... a journey, an ordeal, an odyssey, an exodus... simply all about life! ! !
no way back for the exodus, the sound fades but the echo remains.short and fabulous~nb
is this about the Biblical exodus with Moses? Good thing the Red Sea wasn't dry, though Moses probably had other tricks up 'his' sleeve. or was it the Dead Sea? or is that only famous for rolls...........i mean scrolls? ? i like using dried up: and in the next line swim. alley of the ages.......... nice alliteration and it sounds 'cool', though i may not understand it. i found this poem when i typed Looking Back in the search box for your poems. Savita T. sent it to me and i want to leave a comment on its page. bri :)