Book Of Life Poem by AKELLA S. RATNAM

Book Of Life



Book of Life

The book published when the costs were low
A child born of a happy wedding.
It was a cheap paperback edition
Third in the line preceding two more.
Title page neat, handy with pleasing appearance
Healthy, active, sober and modest.
A run-of-the mill social novel sans sensational passages
Cultured, devoid of violence and vulgarity.
Printing indifferent pages dog-eared and blurred
Uncared for, yet doggedly pursued reading hard.
Theme gripping movement slow but steady.
Crossing sixty encounters road blocks insurmountable.
When anxious to reach the happy ending
Speed breakers emerge off-spring accusing obstruct passage.
Readers baffled, perhaps author perplexed (bungled)
Unable to close the narrative finds unnatural ending inauspicious.
The style and language dissipate grip loosens
Wavering, the author blamed for erratic writing.
Oh! book! ending lost in torn pages
Life ends without the knowledge of what happens to its creation.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 27 April 2020

Well articulated and nicely brought forth in persuasive expressions with artistic brilliance. Thanks for sharing, Akella.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 15 August 2012

Life ends without the knowledge of what happens to its creation. Joy and sorrow lose their meaning When the tranquility rules over the evening

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