A poet & passionate reader as well as writer, indulged in spirituality, pursuing masters in psychology along with teaching English.
The Narrow Lanes
Merrily I started my journey
When I came out in the world
From the womb of my mother.
I cried, I smiled, I babbled and giggled
Watching the face of her
And all the other dear ones.
I remember not how I stood
And started to run on the ground
But I remember how I was helped;
I remember all the fingers and
The encouragement I received
Which empowered me to proceed.
Slowly I learnt to walk alone
But was scared to fall again
Somewhere on the path unknown.
In fear I searched for some companion
Who could be there with my motion
And help me out of every commotion.
Forgetting that everyone has limitation
I got dependent on my expectation
And at a point, I was left alone again.
With that single rightful realization
That I’ve to walk my path on my own
I got answers to many other emotions.
That’s when I learnt the vital lesson
Of exploring the roads on my own
Without any help or consideration.
That’s when I felt the real union
Of the Divine out with the one within
And was free from all the suspicion.
While walking on the narrow lanes
When I’ve no one besides,
Whether I cross it or have a fall
The only thing that matters
Is whether I tried or surrendered.
© 2021 Anupam Mitu
Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on April 28, 2021:
Nicely expressed poem, Anupam!
Your poem reminds me of the song,
'ekla chalo re'
Powerful message in simple words!
Thank you for sharing!
Lorna Lamon on April 27, 2021:
I hope you are well Anupam and I am glad I came across this wonderful poem full of your own truth. Life's journey is never easy, however, the important thing is we give it our best and never give up. Stay blessed.
Farah N Huq from Dhaka, Bangladesh on April 27, 2021:
A very lovely poem. We must keep trying. Thank you for sharing.
Miebakagh Fiberesima from Port Harcourt, Rivers State, NIGERIA. on April 27, 2021:
Anapum, welcome back. You did try instead of giving up. Or else you would not be here. The process is just a easy step at a time that take us home. I like the poem with it's simplicity and clarity of thought. What a beautiful piece. Thanks for the read.