Pilgrimage

An unceasing explorer of the woods of birch and maple until this moment, I wish to weave my dreams of soothing repose in this moment. Every day has painted a tangled image since echoing centuries, I wish to compose a disentangled moonlit ballad in this moment. Strange norms have been followed by mighty emperors of past, I wish to water the gardens of burning graveyards in this moment. Many grievances have been carried on this journey till the end, I wish to absorb uncontrolled stillness in this moment. Perturbed over the fate of burning desires to be drowned or banished, I wish to let the flowerbeds bloom with peace in this moment. Several books have recited stories of ages long gone, I wish to enlighten the future civilizations in this moment. Exhausted existence shivers to spiral on the wheel of life, I wish to live a few more ages at leisure in this moment. Newborn sparks have waged wars to blaze till now, I wish to build my fire from ashes in this moment. The rush on the surface explodes inside trembling minds, I wish to melt the chains of uncertainties by introspection in this moment. Hundreds of words fusing into stories have been written on paper, I wish to pen a tranquil memoir on snow in this moment. Oh the questions that my companions have asked me, I wish to float to their answers on Earth in this moment. The mirror has reflected conversations of virtue with me, I wish to ask a few upfront questions in this moment. Those that departed left their footprints on the sand, I wish to know myself before getting forgotten in this moment. Congregations of enchanting melodies and poetry prevail, I wish to orchestrate a ghazal(an ode) of blissful solitude in this moment. **Poet's Note: I write Ghazals using Urdu words in my own language but I have never written poetry in Ghazal form in English. (Thanks to PS, I got to know Ghazals could be written in English language too!) This one is an old musing of mine written using words from Urdu language in Hindi(Devanagari script). I have kept only one word as it is over here.** June 2, 2020 Try a New Style - Something You Have Never or Hardly ever Tried Poetry Contest Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger ~Winner: First Place BRIAN'S Select 3,any form,any theme Poetry Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand ~Winner: First Place