Wayfarer

Hey there!

My name is Rashi Singh. This is my first ever guest post and thanks to The Pensieve, I’ll be guest blogging for a while here!

Writing poems and short stories are ways through which I express myself. So, here is one of my best poems!

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Roaming the mounts

Wandering the seven seas

There is much to explore

Much to feed his fantasies

 

Trysts of meandering rivers

And bridges, extending arms

To the summits encircling them

Lying vulnerably are the farms.

 

 

He maunders around places

From dales to towns

Where pines are sentinels

And the peaks form crowns.

Nature takes a woman’s guise

Cascades fall in beautiful strands

Torrents intertwine as fingers

And linns reign the mystic lands.

 

Unquenchable is his thirst

To rove about the ranges

To unleash the vagabond within

And to experience all the changes.

Waves merge from green to azure

Grey dominates the blue sky

He has yet to see, yet to hear

The whirling gale’s first cry.

Overwhelmed at the idea

Of not living enough to see it all

He hides under a rock

Awaiting his last fall.

 

Drops of rain pierce the blue dome

He watches as the water falls down

Sorrow slowly subsides like the rain

And waves break in crowns.

 

The grey uncovers a clear blue

And sunlight dances between trees

They console him and push him

To see every crevice and crease.

 

Mountains challenge him

Streams bounce through sun rays

And the pine before him bows

‘Go ahead, Wayfarer’ it says.

 

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Thank you for reading! If you liked this post and are interested in reading poems and short stories then do take a look at my blog, Fictive Finesse. If not then feel free to drop any tips so that I can improve!

See you in a couple of weeks!

Happy reading!😃