The Arrow Poem by Aftab Alam
The Arrow
Better there I was at the old home
With the old stupid palsied gnome
Why broke the mug, Papa?
Answer me, you crooked brigand.
You careened and now no mug
The sunny shouted like a Lion
Then comes the grandson,
Really you are stupid, grand pa
Papa rightly said
Why you broke?
To maintain the tradition
I was to keep that for Papa!
Ecstasy and cry
Lighted the room
All hugged and wept
Dew was all around
A new morning…..
To maintain the tradition. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Dew was all around to welcome a new morning. Very thoughtful poem is presented. Congratulations that your poem is selected for the poem of the day.10
Yeah...It is not possible always to maintain the tradition in a family. Sometimes an incident, good or bad, breaks it. Nice poem. Congrats for the poem of the day.
This is poetic and mystical. At large we fight to break traditions and then we weep for broken traditions. Then again comes the ecstasy of recreation. This is the cycle of creation. Poem is really beautiful to read and leaves an impression. Congratulations for poem of the day selection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 7:12:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the same story is told poetically..but I feel sad.. Why the old people are not treated well?