THE PILGRIMAGE OF EGO
I have been faraway from my hearty homeland,
meeting many souls and strangers,
greetings and acknowledgement,
rejection and broken promises,
still I keep my flag of freedom,
to my own barren spirit,
spiritual prayers of my parents,
blessed by God's grace,
His Light loves me abundantly,
in pilgrimage of ego,
I met you in our crossroads.
The dense world of humour,
begging is only a masquerade of excuses,
you ever light my spoiled ego,
holding me into sanity,
out of higher labyrinth,
still we walk like good Samaritan
our crossroads are our lessons.
peaceful graveyard
near the untouched woods,
church bells are calling,
the fog of afternoon rays,
this is our realm harbour,
next port of best haven,
where all acclamations
are the ashes of time,
pilgrimage returns to the ancestors,
starting again
to youth beginners.
©® Emmelia M
January 14, 2022
PAPERLESS SKY
paperless poems,
of homeless poetess
to the paperless sky,
she admires
wide roof of harmony,
stars light the punctuations,
moon of her titles,
her verses are
the opened sky,
her heroine heart,
is her home
without boundaries.
what she can write,
to love imagination,
contouring to verses
to the paperless sky,
publishing her era,
for her love is paperless
and fully in reverie,
season to season.
©® Emmelia M
February 15, 2021
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