Traces left behind
PoetryPiyush Gupta
Join Piyush a heartwarming journey through this poem about friendship, courage, and the longing for home, all wrapped up in the simplicity of life's moments.
With no shortcuts to any places
Letting nature choose mine cycle's traces
From destining my course through many villages
Something strengthened me to touch higher edges
You gave me courage
to track down woody mazes
My legs shivered, mine heart was pounding
Hey, the dopamine was way too exciting
Me soaking shirt you serine solace
My brimming emotions all relaxed
Rush, rush, the time comes short
Oh my friend, what about reaching home
Waving away this sacred space
Sprinting towards ending this phase