This Humdrum Human Life Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

This humdrum human life,
Sun oftentimes as rain,
Autumn oft times as spring,
Pleasure with ever-present pain,
Happiness hailing strife,
One eye shedding endless tears,
Another fountain of cheers—
A warp and woof of light and shade,
‘Pon life’s canvas, delight and dread.
Man is in darkness caught
From one grey end to another,
Blind-folded be or not,
He’s on a life’s speed-breaker,
Day in and night without date,
A fig-leaf in front of fate!
Welcomed one moment, born red,
In time to go, done and dented,
Lost on the way and never found,
Keen he cuts life to come around.
Happenings all of humdrum rife
On an eternal tied-up string,
New, silver moon, autumn and spring,
This humdrum human life,
Celebrated as it spells,
Hailing all heavens along hells!
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- Musings | 10.09.14 |