A quiet walk becomes a journey of thought and feeling. As the body moves slowly, the mind races ahead—holding doubts, small hopes, and unfinished dreams.
It’s about accepting the distance still left to travel, and finding peace in simply continuing forward.
# On the Way #
He walks slowly,
but his mind runs far.
The road is long,
quiet under his feet.
The dog pulls ahead,
sure of each step.
He is not.
The world is full—
too full to hold.
In his pocket,
small broken thoughts
wait to become something.
“Still a long way to go,”
he tells himself.
It doesn’t hurt.
It just is.
And so—
he keeps walking.
(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com
Categories: kavita
Retiredकलम 
The first line happens to me sometimes when I walk, too.🤭
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Haha, that’s actually the most relatable part of the whole piece 🤭
It’s funny how your body can be doing something so simple—just walking—while your mind is miles ahead, replaying things, imagining things, solving problems that don’t even exist yet. Almost like you’re in two places at once.
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very nice .
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Thank you so much.
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Wow, this is relatable. That quiet walk where your mind does all the real journeying. A powerful reminder that simply keeping on is enough❤❤
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That’s beautifully said—and honestly, you captured the heart of it better than anything I could add.
It really is like that… the outside world slows down, but inside, everything keeps moving. And maybe you’re right—maybe not every walk needs a destination or a breakthrough. Sometimes, just continuing, just putting one step after another, is already enough ❤️
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This is simply beautiful, sir. Thanks, for sharing.
I can relate this happens to me daily. 😀
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That’s such a lovely way to respond 😊
It’s always special when words don’t just stay on the page but quietly echo something we already feel in our own daily lives. The fact that you relate to it so naturally says a lot—it means the poem isn’t just being read, it’s being lived in small, everyday moments.
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I’m going to assume you did this picture and its simplicity it is lovely. Was that watercolor or pastel?
I am dangerous with pastel as my wife gets mad at me for leaving the dust.
It looks like Luna and I walking around the neighborhood. Walks are special and I see you see it the way as well.
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