We are half way through NaPoWriMo. So the prompt for today is to write a poem that reflects on the nature of being in the middle of something. The poem could be about being on a journey and stopping for a break, or the gap between something half-done and all-done.
I have written the poem in line with our monthly theme “Optimism“
Poem: Stranded
I travelled so far that
life appears to have ended
but how could it be
I haven’t yet sought my purpose
I must be in the middle
stranded somewhere
for I cannot see the origin
nor I can see the end
Is it the beginning of end or
an end of the beginning
did I truly begin
will this road ever end
Is it prudent to just wait
or should I retrace my steps
or judiciously plan for the road ahead
can I expect some help
I abhor this ambiguity
I despise this vagueness
I need to clear this haze
I must awake from dream
I wish to have no regrets
when I’m ready to close my eyes
that I left my path in the middle
when I should have marched with stride
I’m glad I took the first step
I’m thrilled to reach the core
it’s only a matter of subsistence
I’m determined to attain my goal!
Poise and intriguing Vandana
Thanks Sangbad!