The Poetic Voyage - Poetry Of Life's Journey

New year's dawn, Couldn't calm the storm, Roaming around, In a confused soul. Celebrations of brides, Didn't seal the dump, Draining the light, In a confused soul. The crashes of the rush, Failed to steal, The mourning hush, In a confused soul. The place she loved, Botched to hunt, The ghost who haunt, In a confused soul. Proof it is, That things within, Never gets demeaned, To things around. But God above, Courage within, And hope of tomorrow, Hidden beneath, Will carry you along this life so Harsh, Dear Confused Soul. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Sounds of mourn, Right after a storm, Heard by a soul, In the midst of new year’s dawn. Feelings of loneliness, At sleepless nights, Felt by a heart, Surrounded by brides. Sounds of crashes, Heard during a rush, Heard by a soul, Seated still in a hush. Feelings of fear, In a haunted house, Felt by a heart, At the place she loved. Confused is this soul, Confused is this heart, Forbidden is this soul, Forbidden is this heart, Betrayed is this soul, Betrayed is this heart, unnoticed is this soul, unnoticed is this heart, Blamed is this soul, Blamed is this heart, For the choice they make, To cease themselves, From this life so harsh. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

The society always says, Don't let everyone know everything, The society itself says, That the society will misuse it. I would like to say, With all my might, And I hope it reach every height, The society is right. I would like to pay, Some tribute to my comrade, Who did not hesitate, To openly convey, The precious piece of advice, Which I share today. It's obvious that you can't protect everything, In a world which you can't hide anything, But make sure you never let them know, The weakness in you, never let anyone know, Not even the sound absorbing snow. Oh My God! Look at that cute face, Of my pretty chubby friend, Who gave me this valuable piece of advice, You want to know my friend? I just left a trace. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

We all got enemies, don't we? We all got some, Aren't we too busy bothering about them, Isn't that the craziest thing to do? It is, but that's what we do. We waste our time thinking, We make ourselves hideous with frowns, We waste our energy to throw out our anger, Most of all we drop our peace of mind. Isn't this sacrifice too much for an enemy? In the midst of all these sacrifices, I assume this thought should cross our mind, They are not at all bothered about the sacrifices, Most probably they are not even aware of them, Isn't everything a waste? These sacrifices neither does good to us nor to our enemies, But it does a lot of bad to us but none to our enemies, Don't you think there is a hidden mystery? Seems like there's gangster hidden in our enemy history, A gangster who steal our peace with enemies. Who can this gangster be? Let's investigate on this entire crime, Unbelievable! It was her the whole time? Yes,

During the drought, Rain is what we value the most. During the floods, Sunshine is what we value the most. When there's no drought, We make it a point to say, "I wish it wouldn't rain", Until our particular outdoor task is done. When there's no floods, We constantly say, "It's too hot today", And raise complaints the entire day. I wondered if the rain and sun could feel, What would they feel about our complaints, Suddenly my mind triggered, It would be the same you felt that day. The day when people rejected you, Cause your ability did not meet their need, There were a time when they valued you, But it was just for their need. If you are in any of those states, I would like to suggest, Hark back to the Sun and the Rain, And enjoy your state in this voyage. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Befuddled?? Yeah? Don't panic I don't want to discombobulate you, Truth is we all are befuddled and discombobulated, What does it mean?? It means just how you feel at the moment, Still not getting it? Alright, Alright you just feel confused, But this time a bit more. Still not clear? Alright let me explain, But before that, Shall we have a quick flashback? Have we done any wrong in life? Oh yeah a very few, A very few which we failed to justify, And many which was justified. Oh wow that's great, isn't it? But is the coast clear? Have justification covered all our sins? Of course yes, on Earth. But what about the other side? I mean after death? Will God accept all the justifications? God knows we lied and confused ourselves. I know, I know, we are human, But shall we at least accept our false, We surely can correct many, No no, not justify, I mean correct. Just imagine, how many times have we misinterpreted people, For being wrong

There was a girl so quiet, There was a girl with a lot of hidden talent, There was a girl who thought she can't, But that girl could shine in the dark. She was scared and left behind, She felt unprotected to cross her garden, She traveled in a school van with her grandma, That is how unprotected she felt to leave her zone. But she had to leave her zone, She had to face the world, She cried out her heart at just its thought, But she had to, cause life never seems to be fair. Time went by with insecurity growing in, Tears pouring and fears roaring, Missing all the comfort she had at home, She longed to see grandma at the door. In that world beyond her zone, She suddenly met a few strangers, Fears grew like weed in the paddy field, The strangers suddenly pushed her off the cliff. She was helpless and out of her comfort zone, Then suddenly there were beautiful wings which popped out, She never even knew she had beautiful wings with her, They made her rea

As long as the water flows, It's pure water. It flows with pride and beauty, It's essential for the existence of life on Earth, There's no words to describe how useful it is. But if the water gets stagnated, It's impure water. It becomes the home for germs, The causer of various diseases, It's useless water which needs to be purified. But in both situations it's water, Only difference is that one flows and the other is stagnated. As long as water is evaporated to the sky, It reaches its heights and forms the fluffy clouds, I'm pretty sure that most of us, Before learning that clouds are the combination of evaporated water, We all wanted to touch the clouds, And live on the clouds in our beautiful little age, But what happens to the water that do not evaporate, It's used by human, It's wasted by human, It's ruined by human, It's not wanted for anything anymore, But slowly this water that's left down on Earth,

I knew a place where people called home But they were considered unconscious prisoners They didn't know, They didn't see it coming I knew a place where people thought was paradise But they were considered brainless slaves They didn't know, They didn't see it coming I knew a place where people were ready to die for And the place was ready to kill them all They didn't know, They didn't see it coming I knew a place where people spent their days & nights The place welcomed them with fake delight They didn't know, They didn't see it coming I knew a place where people wasted their personal life And was encouraged and cherished for doing so They didn't know,  They didn't see it coming I knew a place who gave many their pride And burned that pride into ashes in a blink of an eye They didn't know, They didn't see it coming I knew a place which was everything to many But they were just a replaceable resource They d

I was small n knew nothing, I was free and was happy. I was never afraid of the fall even though people warned me that I would get hurt after the fall. I  never knew the damage it could cause. Flowing on the hills so fresh n clean, I never knew the value of it. I never tried to stay away from the fall. I never thought that I would fall. I carelessly rolled and played at the edge. I rolled around with songs of joy. It was clean, it was fast, it was cool and I never thought of anything beyond. Unknowingly I reached a point so dangerous, the waters flew so fast and rough, I could not control anything that was around me. I felt like I was facing a storm. Finally I realized that it was the fall. I remembered everything they told. I heard it all it just echoed. I was scared n tried not to fall, I tried to flow back, I tried to hold on. But life my friend did not let me escape the fall. I rolled, I screamed, I cried and I fell. Under the fall I felt so much pain.