Vijay Pandit Poet Free verse

The Path I'M On

Nights once brought such pleasant dreams
But the sweet memories no longer exist
As persistent nightmares continue to insist
Those dreamy-nights never belonged to me.

Searching for meaning of this dubious feeling
I surmise it emanates from spurious instincts
Residing where he once held my throne 
Refusing to depart from the abandoned zone.

In that desolate zone I don't linger any more
Where maddening vibes squandered my love.
My tears file a protest when eyes wish to cry
Having fallen in vain like the petals gone dry.

Petals that once brought me ardent fragrance
Now claim flowers never perfumed my garden.
Winds that blow from forest of barren trees
Warn me, having blown away pristine leaves.

Like a drifter I roam searching for answers
But only questions surround the path I'm on.
What right do I have of owning my dreams
Having relinquished title to fond memories?

May 2, 2018
Placed first in standard contest #135 by Brian Strand

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Valsa George January 27, 2022 at 3:47 AM Sometimes, we have to roam aimlessly with dried up hopes. But believe that fragrant flowers will once more bloom in your mind's garden ! A poem with an underlying tone of melancholy ! Very emotive.....

Line Gauthier November 12, 2018 at 5:26 PM Beautiful poem, Vijay. Congrats on your top win.

Brandy Nicole November 12, 2018 at 4:00 PM Yes, sometimes reality of life caresses the fantasy. Leaving thoughts- everywhere. Some moments are not meant to be, this is true. However- many moments truly are in your control. "Those dreamy-nights never belonged to me" Of course they do. In dreams, anything is possible. I like knowing this fact. :) Congratulations Vijay, on this win. ~ Brandy

Vladislav Raven November 9, 2018 at 4:25 AM Hi Vijay, a deep piece of beautiful poetry from your golden pen. You let the emotions flow freely through this excellent write. You create a living canvas with your poetic words. I am glad I didn't miss this poetic gem. A fave. Have a wonderful Friday. Your friend always....Mike.

Pashang Salehi May 22, 2018 at 12:28 PM Deep and beautiful.

James Swartz May 5, 2018 at 12:56 PM Perfect! Outstanding words to show the path you write about. Nothing desolate going on here Vijay only the great poetry you share with us. Vijay Pandit May 5, 2018 at 4:00 PM Appreciate your thoughts James..many thanks, as always!

Harry Horsman May 5, 2018 at 10:46 AM Classic Poetry, Vijay, Vijay Pandit May 5, 2018 at 4:00 PM Thank you Harry.

Janice Canerdy May 4, 2018 at 3:38 PM Excellent poem on ships that--it seems-- have sailed. This piece really resonates with me, Vijay! Janice Vijay Pandit May 5, 2018 at 3:59 PM Thank you Janice..appreciate your comments, as always.

Supraja Kannan May 4, 2018 at 9:10 AM This is so deep but beautiful. Lovely poetry. Well done. Vijay Pandit May 4, 2018 at 2:32 PM Thank you Supraja.

Besma Riabi Dziri May 4, 2018 at 8:39 AM You ink with beauty dear Vijay! We are into a world of nightmares, pain, confusion.. Abundance of fine contrasted feelings.. Expressed in an amazing imagery! Well crafted! A Beauty, a FAV. Stay bright Vijay Pandit May 4, 2018 at 2:32 PM Thank you Besma..always appreciate and value your feedback.

Andrea Dietrich May 4, 2018 at 12:03 AM You made it so sad, I am glad to hear it is only fiction, Vijay!! Vijay Pandit May 4, 2018 at 5:53 AM Many thanks Andrea..life can be sad sometimes.

Arturo Michael May 3, 2018 at 3:13 PM NO right at all...you gave it up...I like this approach, the personality and vision...All the best... Vijay Pandit May 3, 2018 at 3:20 PM Thank you Arturo.

Joseph May May 3, 2018 at 12:22 PM Searching for meaning where dreams become blurred..Well written Vijay Vijay Pandit May 3, 2018 at 3:20 PM Thank you Joseph.

Paul Callus May 3, 2018 at 11:55 AM The cost of erasing the past comes at a dear price, Vijay. This reminds me of someone who has lost his memory and is trying to come to terms with it. But not all is lost! Hope could be the right path to follow. Regards // paul Vijay Pandit May 3, 2018 at 12:02 PM I enjoyed reading your thoughtful feedback Paul..many thanks.

Mike Gentile May 3, 2018 at 8:48 AM Such a powerful write, Vijay. Your words perfectly express the search for meaning, well done! Vijay Pandit May 3, 2018 at 12:01 PM Always appreciate your kind words..many thanks Mike.

Demetrios Trifiatis May 3, 2018 at 7:50 AM Even expressing pain and grief your poetry brings joy and consolation dear friend, , Vijay! Superb! Vijay Pandit May 3, 2018 at 12:00 PM Thank you my friend--always appreciate your visit and comments.

Heidi Sands May 2, 2018 at 4:41 PM Wow Vijay, this is so well done. It describes that desolate feeling of searching for answers in difficult times, so well! :) Vijay Pandit May 3, 2018 at 6:11 AM Thank you Heidi. You are so right about the desolate feeling. Appreciate your comments.