Time awaits our glorious days
And yet we parted these promising ways
Unraveling tears hidden so far
Wishes lost among the falling star.
Time stopped flying way back in the moon
The month of despair when it ended all so soon
Never did I imagine a termination so sudden
Full of pathos and an unwanted burden.
Summer gave way to Monsoon
Droplets of rain humming a song and playing a tune
A music for aching heart, soothing the malady within
Is it really the rainfall, or are the Gods crying?
I looked out of my window
And gazed at the neighbouring oceans
I wish I could wear my raincoat
And row away in the sailing paper boat.
Gauzing my indifference, the Rain God relented
Trying to cool my burning heart, it commanded
"Enough of heat, weary of rain,
Go October, November, December, provide solace to the pain."
Thus came winter, inviting the cold waves
Knocking at my doorstep, with frost and flakes
No response, and no answer
My heart was now a heap of unwanted cluster.
Winter defeated, it was time for Spring,
A season of joy, for the birds to sing
Look how merry it was all around
Yet the lover stood his ground.
Summer, Spring or Winter
Are just different names for the same semester
Life is now an unending Autumn, insensitive and ruthless
With leaves falling off and trampled by dusty legs.
Time awaits our glorious days
And yet we parted these promising ways
Unraveling tears hidden so far
Wishes lost among the falling star.
All the seasons here....yes really stopped for some one....Nice poem...
ReplyDeleteWe do stop walking in the journey of life 'cause we are tired, but then, we need to get back our energy and keep walking again :-) Isn't that what life is all about? :-)
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