A Poem by Hari Om

The voyage and the counless scenes seen

My voyage which begun with cunning initiated efforts
But i could acknowledge the pain that was ressurected with obstructions on my path
I saw to my shock the empty corridors of heaven and darkness that prevailed.
Graveyard, of souls and thoughts
Given a leverage to see droughts,
Thirst clutched as between the jaws of hound
And waterless empty vessals that made no sound
I add my steps with no halt
To have a better insight into the three spatical dimentioned
And time, to which i have no retention

© 2017 Hari Om

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Author's Note

Hari Om
Make your voyage good for ownself

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The pathway you have walked across is filled with deep, rich visions for the eyes and the soul. Keep your eyes lifted.

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Hari Om

1 Year Ago

Very very ture ... thank you

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Hari Om
Hari Om

chandigarh, north, India

i write through them good and bad times. words wear a value worth the universe. more..


A Poem by Hari Om