Breathing the air of my land

Breathing the air of my land… walking  bare feet on the soil where I lived,

does  nostalgia fill in  your ambitious dreams…

The steps you imprint on the wetness,

reverberate in my ears unsaid,

echoing your heavy sighs,

that you just  exhaled…

Can you see the fluorescent green fields,

swinging in music of the neighbouring stream…

Did you hear my voice there,

in the sounds of the nature clean?

Did you ever trod on the path,

that went straight to my old house,

to have a glimpse of the place,

where I once lived subdued…

Does the wind that sways your hair,

misconstrues in your sense ,

for my fingers running through the strands,

calming you when you are stressed!

Did my thoughts enwrap you,

whilst walking  past my 

old journey…

Did such  epheremal moment …

got birthed … 

on the soil where I was born…

22 thoughts on “Breathing the air of my land

  1. Personal Concerns October 18, 2012 / 4:36 pm

    Memories of days gone by are always special. You once again prove it!

  2. Mira Jay October 18, 2012 / 4:46 pm

    Never thought I miss home this much till reading this with twinkle in my eyes..

    Peace & Light

    • soumyav October 18, 2012 / 4:50 pm

      Oh ! thts a wonderful complement to my poem..iam glad it touched u.

  3. ☮♥☆ October 18, 2012 / 7:42 pm

    sweet memories waiting to be shared🙂

  4. Wendell A. Brown October 18, 2012 / 7:59 pm

    A beautiful walk through your treasured dreams…the images are also very lovely!

    • soumyav October 18, 2012 / 11:03 pm

      Your presence too is treasured here Wendell.Thanks.

  5. artzent October 18, 2012 / 8:18 pm

    This poem is a treasure of memories. Well done!

    • soumyav October 18, 2012 / 11:01 pm

      Thanks dear for being thru this.

  6. Pawan Hira October 18, 2012 / 10:41 pm

    When you remember beautiful memories, you know how to live again.
    That is how you painted this one. Beautiful and easily it fuses in me. Amazing!

    • soumyav October 18, 2012 / 11:00 pm

      Thank you Pawan for saying that and reliving with me the precious moments.

  7. elamany October 19, 2012 / 11:12 am

    beautiful… carries the breeze of home to whoever reads the words

    • soumyav October 19, 2012 / 2:43 pm

      Thank you dear ,iam happy you felt it.

  8. yepirategunn October 20, 2012 / 2:49 am

    There are the two themes here, I see. The first s the deeply emotional and recognisable home, the nostalgia, The other theme, the universal contact with nature. I thought it revealing and sensual that you put her barefoot in the first line, to really feel the soft grass, damp soil. How many people put layers on themselves to keep a distance from nature – not from the sun – well, many do. I like that need to touch, to feel you put.

    • soumyav October 20, 2012 / 9:45 am

      Yes its so true! the touch of nature is itself amazing and nostalgic… there is nothing that can bring a smile on a face or tears rolling suddenly besides being in absolute touch wth nature…thanks for sharing wth us the wonderful view and thought.

    • soumyav October 21, 2012 / 5:36 pm

      Thanks a lot dear!

  9. drsuraiyanasim October 30, 2012 / 2:03 pm

    Nostalgic and enchanting……like the musty perfume of wet soil of one’s homeland.

    • soumyav October 30, 2012 / 2:09 pm

      Hmm! we know how it feels!

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