A small poem

[dilip kumar]

(Hope you enjoy this poem... I write when I am going thru anxiety)

 *From a guest....* 

 

 

I was invited
 to the most wonderful place ,
a place  beautiful to watch
 with a lengthy gaze.

 I won the race in my mother's womb...
having no idea
  that one day I would also see the tomb. 

I cherished  my days 
from flying in the air
 till my legs wobbled and
 touched the hard ground. 

crawling in  unknown ways
I was blessed with devoted care.. 
and enjoyed the sun's rays
upon my body bare. 

as the days melted away
I begin my  journey ranting.
I saw the flowers swinging in array 
And felt that no one could do better dancing.

As l started to grow
with dark mustaches and thickened brows
I  met my eve
 and it became a eve. 

life seemed beautiful 
though my brain was dull o dull. 

I slowly started to awaken
for my affair left me shaken
I was now risen
to life's full passion. 

and pursued my days in search of
gold and butter
for life without bread was bitter.

during that time I found you O Creator
And learnt that you are life's narrator .
Then my quest 
Became a  non  ending zest. 

But I had ways to go 
And rays to follow
Before I allowed the earth to swallow. 

And as I was climbing my age..
I understood that this life is not less than a cage
And the numbers of my life 
Were part of a two sided ladder. 

The realization that I was not a permanent member
But a guest ...
was not easily digested for I was not ready for the deep slumber.

I want to pour out my pain 
People never knew it because they saw me crying only in the rain 
But you O lord.. 
you know the heart 
and you know the beat..

Pls give me the strength and grace 
to continue on this life's cart 
And make it a beautiful art
 
Help me balance my race with a shining face

I thank you for being the best host
To let your guest 
Get a glimpse of your tender love 
and live cuddled till my body goes to deep rest.

[Tortuga]

Nice poem. I'm terrible with poetry so i respect people that can write poems.

 

My best poem is:

Roses are red,

Violets are blue 

I wrote this poem,

Just for you...

 

[Dustparticle]

I love chocolate 

And it loves me

 

I can eat it all day long

Just sit and see

 

 

 

 

[Doug]

I understand it Dilip!   It makes sense and is beautiful both.

The line: "I understood that this life is not less than a cage" resonates with me.

During my prayer this morning, it occurred to me that we are wandering (not aimlessly) around in a desert as the Israelites had done.

Ours is a desert of wickedness, godlessness, corruption and vanity.

Yet, while in this desert, Jehovah provides everything we need. Food, water, love and hope.

We are in a desert cage, a "great and fearsome wilderness".  But Jehovah is watching over us.

 

Loved your poem