On the sail of silence
I am a nomad,
With a satchel of memory
Full of hoared dreams
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So exquisitely beautiful. You are a rare gem with the pen. Reading you is like reading Khalil Gibran.
Really, man's true treasure is his memory where all his hopes and dreams stay, some permanently and some temporarily. A NICE POEM
Very true. We must all remember our past, so that we can make the best decisions possible based on our knowledge and experience. Simply beautiful poetry, here.
Yup Vipins, we learn by our experiences. Life is mixed poet with half joy and had lugubriousness in world of East meet West! Yet, I appreciate this poem as the best poem! Thanks for sharing this poem.10+++++++