LIFE … another poem in the same series

I am posting another poem by Dad … it’s in the same series as my earlier post of Dad’s poem on Life … you will find similarities in the writing and the thoughts … the beauty is that these 2 poems were written at least 10 years apart !

LIFE

By Ramesh D. Garg
(sometime between 1975 – 1979)

Life is a long awaitment
Waiting to be born
Through painful ordeal.

A seedling ready to burst,
A tender plant,
Needing to be nurtured.

An unfolding of unknown
In infinite shapes and shades.

It is a hope
For the night to pass
And day to break.
For the clouds to burst
Into the thirsty earth.

Life is a long scroll,
Rolling out of the mill of nature,
Waiting to be marked,
Inscribed and painted.

An empty container,
Waiting to be filled
And given colour.

A plastic clay
to be moulded,
Shaped and sculptured.

A continuum of movement,
In space and time,
A formless flow of water,
In waves of changing colour.

A sheet of simmering silver,
Like an eternal river
Moving to merge into her lover
The fathomless, the boundless sea.

Life is a long struggle.
An ever-expanding ripple
An existence, striving for essence.

A spark that aflames
Everything into fire.
And burns,
All that is dead.

A current that charges
Everything that it touches.

A ray of light,
Glowing everything that is dark.

A rhythm of movement,
A symphony of sounds.

A smile on rosy lips,
A flower with sweet fragrance.

About Neeraj Garg

I have spent more than 20 years in the corporate world, in a mad rat race, like many others. Sometimes, very so rarely, I try and find some time for myself to pen down my thoughts.......not deep or intense, but often asking myself questions about issues that are top of mind.
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6 Responses to LIFE … another poem in the same series

  1. sanjiv garg says:

    It feels great to belong to thiS great man , my chacHa .there was so much to learn from him,miSsing him

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  2. Prakash Gupta says:

    Very inspiring. Am forunate to have memories of him as a kid; mom always talked about his values, determination and intellect. True maverick for his generation.

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  3. Ajit says:

    Neeraj – beautiful set of poems and even more beautiful that something as life-affirming as these poems are kept alive by you remembering them in this way…

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  4. Kamal Gandhi says:

    Very touched to read these poems and more so by the fact that you have preserved them to be shared with all.

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  5. lOKESH gUPTA says:

    Sir- This is really a very Nice poem….

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  6. ” Lost memories, Lost forever. But left behind the mark of its presence.. Presence which was there in my past..” Mr. Garg, I felt your pride. Thanks for sharing the mark of his presence in you 🙂

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