After Thought Poem by Dorothy Sinha

I rested against the trunk of the old oak
the grass beside me
curved through all slopes
The sun rising in the distant valley
light making way, in a known alley

The flowers, the buds,
the insects throng
the smell of life
all along
I lay on the grass
enjoy each moment as they pass
I feel the peace
Life is beautiful -
after it decides to cease

The honks of men- reach my ears
yells of women-
My peace is pierced
Doyens of people
as they ready for the grind
each day and everyday
No happiness of mind
Merely trudging along
The cart of life
was no sweet song

No time
for the murmur of the leaves
or the whisper of the southerly breeze
the smell
of roses kissed by the sun
the flirtatious air
pulling out the neat bun

Here, I was asleep
in perfect peace
away from all cacophony
and things of unease
As I reflect
the years that I lived
the days were spent in meaningless thrift
and the sleepless nights dipped in tension vain
I decide I will never again
run
away from fun
If I decide to live again