Children of the sunshine play
In my garden strewn with hay
Trampling all the virgin grass
Unknowingly they make my day.
I, sometimes, extract a glee
From the frolic flowing free
In my heart of hearts to know
That myself they will not see.
Still they guess a vigil wait
Till they walk out tired, late
I see some of them steal a glance
Past my forlorn, rusted gate.
At times when they are at a game
Going through the tried same
I busy myself fending off
The urge to know some of their names.
In my eager hunt for peace
I find a solace in their ease
Of handling little hurts at play
As envy capers accomplice.
This evening at my window seat
Life does seem so incomplete
Not to mingle with the grass
That tickles all those tender feet.
14 comments:
the last stanza with its-'tickles all those tender feet' formed an objective co-relative. got reminded of the classic, 'Selfish Giant', who after a change of heart spent his time watching children play with wild abandon.
its amazing how you can write poetry almost every day & on almost everything. but no one's complaining as it is always good to read. :)
awwwwwww,,,,,
it was very innocent n very beautiful!!! they say there's a child in every man and rightly so!!
such a poignant verse... things said so simply r always wonderfully refreshing to read.
You, my friend, need to compile a book of poetry. No flattery here. Really really. I'd pay to read.
# antigone- Had to find out what that 'objective co-relative' of yours meant. I stand a dim-yet-lit man after my search. Elliot , I suppose, was the mastermind...or was he ????
And yes, this poem had others reminded of 'The Selfish Giant' too. I think I see myself as one.......only the later-stage i.e . :D
# Greys- Used to write a poem a day few years back ( when I started blogging i.e on rediffiland)....and this one was written in one of those sprees. Nowadays I am a little short on 'Muse'-material. :P
and yes.....'dhonnobaad' for that encouragement. :)
# namesake- a child ? yes. Long lost one at that. Thanks for your comment.
# torsa- Simplicity has its own charms. And they are ineluctable.
# poojo - You were a hundredth of a second too fast for me. Otherwise this acknowledgment would have come along with the rest. Thanks. Will compile and send to you. See, if you can find me a publisher who wants his money down the drain. :P:)
Great job.....Anirban
# Baekz- :) Dhonnobaad!
This makes me think sch happy thoughts! Thanks for making my day :))
Tender..thats how I would say this was...:)
loverly. na??
beautiful verse:) made me feel happy!
# mac- So pleased to hear that. :)
# dreamy - yaa....a bit like 'alu-bhaatey' ?? eh ?
# panu- Your call. :)
# mahi- And that makes me feel happy.
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