Tuesday, 13 October 2015

But its always worth, a risk taking



Think of my yesteryear,
 everything was golden
memories of childhood,
all the options laid open

Both arms stretched outwards,
balanced walk on railway track
just a walk, with nowhere to go,
no goal to reach, merely a show

Recall d' grasped index of dad,
happy family’s affectionate lad
a trip to weekly rural market,
to choose and buy cricket bat

The field was entirely barren,
only dried up grass and stone
in meadows road didn't exist,
till people started walking on it

Since then
earth has taken multiple turns
in rivers cusecs of water flown
umpteen trains plied on tracks
how many years passed
whom should I ask!
Obviously I’ve grown old
can’t admit, not amply bold

Now I think very often,
Is it absurd to put an ear
on d' track and listen?
if a train approaching,
an idea too thrilling
 Heap up wet sand on foot
and build a sand castle,
to be loved 
by my play partner

Is it inane!, 
appears too odd?
to skip over 
touch me not plants,
 that they won’t fold

 To chase pristine moths
sitting on petals of marigold
A talk to innocuous birds
in sweet chirping words

My grey hair reminds,
I’ve seen enough stuff
Happy pleasant moments,
 periods woeful and rough
turbulent days, horrible nights
pestered peace, needless fights
life a complex combination
of all even uneven situation

Things ought to change,
nothing stays static
Universe a geometrical entity,
keeps on inflating, deflating,
no single thing is everlasting,
neither love, nor human being

Changes instantly happen
without premonition
Eternal fire ignites on its own
extinguishes to reignite soon
3D world gains 
a 4th dimension,
past’s in memory, 
future uncertain

Change, d’ only constant thing
chimpanzees to human beings
wheels to tyres, cycles to cars
voice to signals, sent in wires

No risks taken, 
no acquiral ever,
its too hazardous, 
not to risk at all

 To hope is, 
risk pain to endure
a trail implies, 
a risk of failure
In love means, 
a grave risk taken,
of not being loved in return
tragedy creeps in
or a joyous ending
but its always worth, 
a risk taking

1 comments:

Unknown said...

Well said sir,without risk there is no meaning to life

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