Subimal Sinha-Roy Poet Free verse

The Last Mile

Across life’s topography  
I follow fate’s footprints. 
Many streams in spate 
I swim in storm 
with hopes held close to heart, 
lest they drown.
Chase beguiled butterflies 
in the verdant valley. 
Dreams fly through rainbow arc,
streaks of the setting sun 
wrap me with rapture,  
in my meadow I see 
dewdrops dazzle like love.

As the spent sun sinks 
with lingering trace of twilight,  
I walk the last mile,
until the time is up.

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Matt Caliri December 14, 2024 at 9:19 PM Congrats on placing 9th out of 45 entries! Sorry it took so long to judge. Long story short my laptop would not and still does not accept the poetrysoup login screen. I'm doing this all on my phone just to get it judged. Regardless I loved your wordplay, amazing opening line with "life's topography." Subimal Sinha-Roy December 16, 2024 at 7:52 AM Thank you, Matt for the placement. I understand your problem that can be quite frustrating.