Madhav Sarkunde

Rookie - 70 Points (11/12/1963 / Paluwadi)

A Soul On Fire - Poem by Madhav Sarkunde

I am not afraid of the storming wind
I fully trust the honesty of my sail
I do not bother what comes my way
I will push on against the blaring knell.

I do not care for the death to come
I hate the sterile living all the more
I will brave every wave like a warrior
I do not worry about the safe shore!

I don't like the rich life rolling in dull rest
I want to wander like Gypsies and fill a barn
I'll hope a new hope in each newborn instant
I don't like to settle and mend the forlorn.

I cannot wait for things to come to my aid
I harness and race them to my own charts
I know days are inadequate and nights less
I must bring in crops before my sun departs.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 25, 2012



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