Destination

I am a hodaphile of these ways and
this is the journey of my life ,
moving on a straight road of time,
to reach somewhere far apart,
away from this world so far,
in the world of my dreams,
to reach my destination,
with nothing to speak ,
with nothing to listen,
just moving on to reach my destination,
singing the aubade of my life,
suffering from hiraeth but
still moving on in a sonder mood,
still long miles to cover,
there is no time to peregrinate,
remind me the winds that are passing by,
these trees ,pebbles and stones
can only understand my novaturient ,
make me realise toi-et-moi are all wayfarers of this journey,
wit these roads the only companion who can feel my resfeber,
I am a hodaphile of these ways and
this is the journey of my life
moving on straight road of time,
to reach somewhere far apart,
away from this world so far,
in the world of my dreams ,
to reach my destination,
with nothing to speak,
with nothing to listen,
just moving on to reach my destination ,
where I can find the ultimate peace of my mind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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October 5, 2017 at 9:19 AM
A great reflective write Simranjeet.. Well written and welcome to poetry soup..
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October 6, 2017 at 6:47 AM
THANK YOU
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October 5, 2017 at 1:49 AM
Hodophile I think you mean. Anyways, I like your poem, but I think it would be even stronger without a lot of strange words, my experience is that the impact of words that are seemingly familiar can be greater, but hey! That's just me. You're a traveller through life, I recognise this. Welcome to PoetrySoup :)
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October 5, 2017 at 3:39 AM
Thanks for your advice but these words are having a quite deeper meaning i.e. why I used them . Anyways I have posted a new poem with quite simple wording "Sometimes I think " I hope that you will like it also.
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