An Elegy On Two Little Stars Poem by M D Dinesh Nair

An Elegy On Two Little Stars



The portrait of those two small boys
Stirs my mind too and my sleep gets often lost
Somewhere in the midnight`s spaces dark
When I too remember those two sweet faces
I chase their minds tender and sweet
Even as I forget to trace the face of a fear near all.

Aditya and Ayush were they by names
And they both burnt like the sun but lived short
Barely unto the teens they had been
When the cold hand of the leveller death
Touched them together to remind us
That he is still there redoing his job cruel.

The two were icons of spirit and delight
They were like two little stars burning to light
The small lamps of a thousand minds later.
But they were gone all of a sudden
Leaving a great vacuum in the sky of caring ones
The chambers of whose minds will not be illuminated henceforth.

Aditya would sit near ant hills and sprinkle his love
With a hundred pieces of bread and biscuits
And would say, ' Eat here and don`t go far again'
When his tiny friends laden with food particles
Disappeared into their holes somewhere here and there
He would smile to himself and his face was radiant then.

Ayush played with his friends from huts all around
They had never seen him away with the chubby lot so near,
He would share all his sweets and chocolates among them
And would say, ' Have them first and let us play later'
His friends would look into his eyes sharp and wide
They nodded and sat back to think over these little pleasures.

The duo have now left behind them a legacy
A vacuum of love and a memory of empathy all around
In the little ant holes pervades the silence of a season
And in the small homes a dozen faces remain wet or dry
Aditya and Ayush have gone for ever from here
They are still walking in the corridors of their past.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Aditya and Ayush were the sons of a doctor couple in Vijayawada.Their life was quite different from that of the children of their age group and their social or economic background..

They were a different duo of all small brothers ever lived.
In the second week of November they both died in a road accident leaving their parents shell shocked and thoroughly broken.

On the wall of their home Aditya and Ayush remain smiling to us sitting in the frame of a portrait drawn not much before.
I did delay a little in writing this poem as I wished to get permission from their parents to do so.

I knew them a bit close.. I cannot forget them.. Hence this write.

NOTE: Please note that I may immediately delete your comments if any of you write like ' God has taken them to His abode to see them feeding the ants and playing with the other children who were there already waiting for him.' It is a human concern and please don`t bring a divine angle to the unfortunate happening, please..
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tirupathi Chandrupatla 26 November 2013

Your poem remembers them like they are there. Their positive attitude lives to be followed. Thank you for the deep concern expressed.

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Valsa George 26 November 2013

The story of Aditya and Ayush is so heart rending and here it is narrated in such a manner that those two brothers will linger long in the memory of the readers.... Losing children at such a tender age is something unbearable and if they have been such sweet kids with so much of a compassionate disposition, they must have been the darlings of the neighbourhood! Though they are strangers to us, their loss hangs heavily on us! So imagine the mental agony of those unfortunate parents and the people with whom they have associated! ! A moving write! !

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Geetha Jayakumar 07 December 2013

Very sad and touching poem. We can just pray May their soul rest in peace and may their parents recover from this shock, as they might have woven many dreams for their children. It's really painful for the parents.

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Rubab Atwal 06 December 2013

an amazingly beautiful poem....

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Om Chawla 03 December 2013

A touching tale and very well written, Dinesh. It leaves one saddened.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 27 November 2013

Virtue and vice both are remembered, virtue gives pain a sad story poem nice thank you sir

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Valerie Dohren 27 November 2013

A very sad and poignant story Dinesh, very well related by you.

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