The Mist

“On a path leading through

Dense woods in the dark

When I saw you at a distance

With yearning I started to walk

 

No, I didn’t fear the darkness

Or the mist slithering through trees

Or the crunching sound my feet made

On fallen and dried out leaves

 

Closing the distance between us

I reached out to hold your finger

Just like I used to do

At the time when I was younger

 

But in hesitation I just stood there

Holding your warm gaze

Those lines began to get clearer

That were blurred by the fresh daze

 

Realization dawned that if I tried

To touch you, you’ll disappear

This peaceful dream will twist

Into an everlasting nightmare

 

Then I’ll begin to fear the darkness

And the mist slithering through trees

Even the crunching sound my feet make

On fallen and dried out leaves”

 


©sakshi~the escapist, 2017


Image: Courtesy of Pixabay

Category: Poetry

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59 Comments Add yours

  1. sangbad says:

    Bariya…bahut bariya…a poignant intriguing poem…but am thinking who is he

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    1. shukriya aapka😇😇 …. I think your guess is right

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      1. sangbad says:

        😊really 😀

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      2. Remember we had a chat about that? I was inspired by your poem.

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      3. sangbad says:

        My pleasure to know I inspired you…

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      4. sangbad says:

        😀😁😊

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  2. Orange says:

    I loved this one. And as bhai said, it’s really intriguing.
    Very well done Sakshi! Hugs and pats💙

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    1. Thanks a lot, orange!!! I am sorry I just saw this in my spam section! I have no idea how the hell did it happen. Thanks again for reading! 😇✌😎 Hugs from my side too 🙌

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      1. Orange says:

        😘

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  3. ashutoshrg says:

    💕damn it was awesome

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    1. Thank you, ashutosh! It’s been a awhile!

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      1. ashutoshrg says:

        Yay, indeed, a while! How have you been?

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      2. I am good! How are you? I hope great!

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      3. ashutoshrg says:

        Yes, I am! I’ve a lot of posts to catch up with. I reckon. See ya soon

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      4. Yeah! Have a great day!

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      5. ashutoshrg says:

        It’s almost midnight 😛

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      6. Haha…have a great week ahead! 😁😁

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      7. ashutoshrg says:

        You too. Pardon me spamming your “Price” series

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      8. Haha….That spamming was encouraging😇😇 So I guess it’s a win win ( it’s ‘price’)

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      9. ashutoshrg says:

        Yess could you please correct he typo? I realised after hitting “Send”. And seriously, the effort you’ve given in it is remarkable!

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      10. Don’t worry! Happens

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  4. yuhublogger says:

    Lovely description of the scene? “Or the mist slithering through trees”- lovely line. I am curious as why the character cannot touch this person. Is the person unreal or no more? A good food for thought.

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    1. Thanks a lot, yuhu! I am glad you liked it. It might be because the character has lost him. Thanks again for reading. It means a lot. 😇

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      1. yuhublogger says:

        Nicely written. I feel sad for the character.

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      2. I do too. Thanks again, yuhu!

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    1. Thanks a lot for reading ✌

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  5. Mr. Mel says:

    Beautiful sakshi. I feel that this is a child recapturing the security that came from the grasping of the one finger of their father. A memory that as long as they held on they had no fear.

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    1. Thank you, Mel. You perfectly grasped it. Every word in your comment mirrored the meaning of this piece. This is exactly a child ‘trying’ to recapture that sense of security which is lost.

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  6. Fab Writings says:

    the mist slithering through trees
    😍😍😍😍 This is what I love about your writing style! You have a way with words that’s so different and amazing!

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    1. Thanks a lot Mr. Jain. You don’t know how thrilled I am to know that you notice these things in my writings.😇😇😇

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      1. Fab Writings says:

        You’re always welcome!
        You’re the only one who calls me Mr. jain, I feel professional! 😂😂😂😳😳😳

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      2. That’s because I feel a certain kind of respect towards you when I remember how much talent this kid from the panda land has. I mean it.

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      3. Fab Writings says:

        Haha, we both are from Panda Land, we have special talents you know 😂😂😂😂
        Jokes apart, THANK YOU SO MUCH, this makes me respect you even more. 😊😊😊

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      4. Feeling is mutual dear 😎

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  7. Absolutely amazing!💜💜💜

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    1. Thank you, Shreyas!! 😊😇

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  8. Jeni G.J says:

    Realization dawned that if I try to touch you, you’ll disappear. This peaceful dream will twist into an everlasting nightmare. And I absolutely loved the ending, I’ll begin to fear even the crunching sound my feet makes on fallen and dried out leaves.. this somehow made me compare it with the outside world..that the writer feels safe in dreams and afraid to wake up and face the outside world.

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    1. “the writer feels safe in dreams and afraid to wake up and face the outside world”
      Wow! That struck a chord!! Thanks a lot for going through my babbling, Jeni dear! It means a lot 😘😘😘

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  9. Some things are better left untouched… Beatiful little poem. 🙂

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    1. Yeah…and somethings are no longer there to touch. Thanx a lot for finding it beautiful.

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      1. I’m not the one to thank 😉

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      2. Of course you are. When someone sends the positive vibes my way through their comments, it encourages me to write more.

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      3. I just let you know, though. You made me find it beautiful. I see the loss of loved ones, and the fear of losing the memories left to hold on to as well. I don’t know if that what you meant, of course, but that doesn’t really matter, does it:)

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      4. No it doesn’t 😊 And yeah….you’re right. And since it’s fresh, this is the only way I could find towards healing. Your words mean a lot.

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      5. I’m sorry for your loss. Hold on to the memories, but never too hard. Things will get better, eventually.

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      6. I hope they do soon. Your concerns is very much appreciated, buddy.

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  10. Wow! Scary nice 👍

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      1. Welcome babe 😘 🤗💞

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  11. ujjwalrealblog says:

    Ooooooo so so captivating.It kept me glued and forced me to read every line with full focus.

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    1. Thanks a lot! I am glad you found it that much engaging.

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  12. Amazing description and lovely chorus!

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    1. Thanks a lot, sheetal 😇

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      1. You are welcome. 🙂

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