The Cradle Of Life Poem by Ravi Panamanna
The Cradle Of Life
It was just another dawn;
It was just another wind.
The streets were empty
And the town was silent in her voice.
And in that thinning mist
I was on a morning walk.
Not many vendors had begun their day,
Not many birds were on the sidewalks.
The avenue lent a charming shade;
The breeze was kissing my chest.
The florists, the steaming samovars,
The waking scenes brought me an O Henry tale.
Life to me seemed a running brook,
That hour to me lent a charming lass.
Before me lay a whispering city,
Behind me was a bird opening her wings.
In those waking moments,
A wheelbarrow approached me in slow paces.
A woman was at the helm;
It was her morning rounds.
City’s corners listened to her footsteps,
A basket and a broomstick told her morning tale.
And among these cleansing tools
Sat a child breathing the winds of life.
She knew no perils;
She was in the cradle of life.
The schedules of life troubled her not,
She was innocence personified.
Setting a deepening tone,
It was a lingering moment.
The barrow served her a cradle,
The clattering wheels, a lullaby.
Moments later
The age old scene disappeared from my sight.
From the pavement of waking life I blest-
'May the bud spread the sweetness of dales,
May the kid wither not in the winds'.
What a lovely walk through the town Ravi. lost myself in the tranquil imagery yet reality Thank you
nice poem poet Ravi a nice clarify for a speciall feeling good job actually and thanks for sharing
wonderful lines. it took me back to my days when i was in Bangladesh. this was a common scene when i would go for a morning walk.thanks for sharing.
She knew no perils; She was in the cradle of life. The schedules of life troubled her not, She was innocence personified. Hi ravi great post, , , very nice lines...tender and loving vheers
Your words are delivered with the unmistakable stamp of a true poet. There is a musicality in your writing which is hypnotic and enchants the writer. Your story is poignant - a small slice of life that you capture with compassion and a light touch. Your cradle of life rocks sweetly. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Dat wuz beautiful i loved it really! ! 10++ DLG
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Reading this poem I was jut taken into trance... That beautiful dawn.. and its feels and tales. My trance just stopped at moment The reality entered into... 'That women with cleaning too The baby beside...' At the helm of affairs Writer brought a reality show. Yes this is life. Good write.