3/14/2011

Poem59.My Wanderings

My Wanderings
Walking on that old street again
as a stranger after many years
those were walks where I had roamed
as a child happy careless .


Here yes, my heart leaps out
as a kid when sees her dear.
This place in the remote village
touched inside ,made me want to cry.


A temple surrounded by small forest
the heart and soul of that village.
So much has changed out there
but was reliving my wanderings.

Beautiful there seemed to me
may be due to the happy memories
wonder what magic that place hold
just being there made me happy.

Do places have effect on us?
Does visiting a place change our moods?
Is it the effect of place or our mind
which is really playing the game?

20 comments:

Deborah said...

Poignant and thought provoking, I wandered with you here, beautiful!

Olivia said...

Do places have effect on us?
Yes, they do..
Does visiting a place change our moods?
I feel it does often!
Is it the effect of place or our mind
which is really playing the game?
You know that one- don't you?

It's always our perception- even a bit of change pushes our moods through!!

Very well written Rashmi- mwaaaah xx

Jingle said...

beautiful work..
A++

fiveloaf said...

nice.. here's my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/04/27/cheesecake/

mairmusic said...

Interesting musing, eclectic use of English.

Krislin Neo, Ting (Syracuse Pike) said...

My statement of my emotions too...

Yes, at times, a place made me want to cry and just as you wrote, I do wonder what magic a certain place hold... Does the places have effect on us or visiting it simply change our moods...

Looks like we have the same wandering in wander... :)

Here, have a drink with me as we sit down to think, shall we?

http://www.tingtasy.com/2011/03/collections-of-tings-poetry-tp117.html

It is a cocktail drink and hope you will enjoy it.. :)

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Rashmi,
I really found a connection with the words from your poem.
When I return to visit the city of my birth, I have very mixed emotions too. It is good to recall.

Best wishes, Eileen

tasithoughts said...

I love the question and the poem.

JP

I also nominated you for the Versatile Blogger award. You can pick up the award at the following link : http://tasithoughts.wordpress.com/2011/03/15/the-versatile-blogger-award/

With warmest regards,

JP

Kavitha said...

Beautiful one Rashmi... Even I had the same experience a couple of weeks ago... when I happened to visit my dearest place ( where I spent my childhood days)again....after a long..long time...

Really made me cry....

Jaan Pehchaan said...

Sweet Nostalgia.

Kavita said...

I hear ya, my friend.. this was so nostalgic and lovely!!
I actually do believe that places and people have somewhat of an effect on us... they are really very inspiring... Or maybe I'm just an emotional gal.. :)

Whatever it is, I really enjoyed and FELT this poem, Rashmi...

Chim's World of Literature said...

Hi Rashmi, claim the versatile blogger award:
http://mypoetrywriting.blogspot.com/2011/03/versatile-blogger-award.html

lynnaima said...

Such a beautiful feeling to walk the old streets of home, nice rendering. Enjoy the rally!
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/04/02/for-your-kiss/

Blaga said...

Oh they certainly do, with me especially. I haven't been on a trip for few months and I absolutely need to go some place new and have my pretty energy charged! Lovely poem, liked it a lot!

thingy said...

Yes, it is a thought provoking poem.

There is so much of us still there, we can't help but feel emotion when we go home.

bendedspoon said...

you affect my heart so I looked back on mine...thanks :)

jaanpehchaan said...

Some things never change! The impact the place has on our mind is timeless! Here is mine: http://jaanpehchaan.wordpress.com/2011/04/02/pale-in-pain/

Raksha Bhat said...

Every wanderer's question I believe:)
Well written or well asked I must say:)

fiveloaf said...

i think it does have effect otherwise and thats why people travel! my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2011/01/21/remain/

Alejandra said...

Lovely poem :-)