Roaming by the side
of the banks of a river
dead shells and skeleton
of some fish made him shiver
walking in that sand
that was damp all round
fast disappeared all the
happiness he had found
Looking around everywhere
all he could see was death
the water level that had gone down
made him hold his breath
The lovely touch of the water
and his feet now, felt awkward
The knowledge that it also held
beneath it, a graveyard
Still walking, still strolling
still observing the grim scene
He saw the reflection of some trees
the water, He had to agree, was one beautiful screen
It mirrored the image
the flow stirred it,
The sun shone on its world
the water blurred it.
Down gazed his eyes and
they saw a scopion moving
He felt as if it was, to the
rhythm of his feet, grooving
He crept away from it
and ran to some place, other
and an irony striked his mind
a scopion's afraid of another
But in that one walk
by the river
his mind shook, as it saw
what the scene next delievered
A shell there was unopened
through the gaps, He saw a pearl
He thought of the poor creature
on dust, which spat and twirled
It survived and braved the dust
that had entered it's shell
for years and years and years
untill its shell got swelled
It must have died not long ago
for the pearl was still so shiny
and it had worked upon it hard
for, the pearl, he wouldn't call it, tiny
There was so much to think
there was a new dimension
The smile, which once faded,
returned and broke the tension
For among this death around the banks,
and view that was so grim
A truth, a spark
of knowledge came along to him
While in this world of humans
or the world of fish, the water
There will be creation, will be life
and there will also be death and slaughter
Life's not there for us to think and waste upon
what's happened or what will happen after
It's there for us to work and work so
we leave behind things that will bring smiles and laughter....
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4 comments:
Wow..that is beautiful..I loved the last para. very deep. Good job Varun
Thanks again...
Amazing work !!!!!!
Lovely Blog!!!
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Thank you. :)
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