Elan With Self! Poem by Rimni chakravarty

I wonder what could be next!
When Mom fly to dad to rest
I will be left all alone
Not in a metaphorical sense, but literally
I alone in this vast ocean of life
Where looms large the daggers and knife
To cut throat in the world of rat race
I may then like now pray God for His grace
Or sit and mourn
The days of togetherness have passed forever gradually.

I may sit and ponder and my mind may wander
To visit those places had tread with my parents as a kid
It may happen I in front of a stranger try to hid
My tears feigning problem with my eyes
Although my heart would search for them in skies
Who bestowed their profuse love for me
Although I failed to see
The sparkle in their eyes when I laughed
The agony when I coughed

But life must move
I cannot afford to sit under the groove
And writhe in pain.coz that will drive me insane
I will travel and muse at the world I came
To play my game
Or I may enjoy reading new books, weaving stories with my pen
At the same time enjoy the lilting music of the rain
I may sit in a deep meditation for peace
I may enjoy nature's bliss
Dance with the music to keep me fit
hope my life can get transformed into a treat
Life would then be a celebration
Although my loved ones may happen to pass into oblivion
Time and tide awaits the none
Then life should always be taken as a fun
Or else I die?
But I want to live before I lie
For my eternal rest
Let me pour out my best.
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