Are You Still There Poem by Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Village-Boita, District-Balasore, State-Orissa, Country-India

Are You Still There



It is a precious gift to the world
A stream of gratitude emanates
From my heart
When I watch her moving
Like a synchronized musical extravaganza
Which throbs the heart of many.

Nicely engraved cleavages
Artistically maneuvered curvatures and contours
Never raises the palpitation of my heart
And forbids the lust to reign the blood
I sink in to the perennial sea of satisfaction.

It fills my heart within
And propels me to realize
The blessings of HIM.
It is HE, WHO is the architect
Of the whole universe, I envision
The creator of the ugly
And the paragon of beauties.

I count the seconds after seconds
And feel to fall behind
And fail to keep the pace of time.
Time conquers me now and then
And leads me to a dead end.

Who knows?
Whether the journey begins again.
May be one millionth of a minute
Life of a water bubble is predicated
But I know not
When to meet my end
And when perpetual silence
Will embrace me to its lap.

Still I believe a few hours left
In my account.
May be for these hours
I anticipate enjoying your cordial company
And aspire to spend
The balance due preciously
Sharing the feelings
And listening to the whispers.
Feeling the emotions
And touching the exquisite creation
To feel the glory of HIM
Trough the images he has created.
To live lively for the balance time
I am all along deterred by many impediments
And bundles of philosophies, jargons of ‘ISMS’
Which have hindered me to realize myself yet
I require no more chains
No more bondages
No more advises of the priests and clergies.

My strive is to drown in your feelings
Through the well spread
And beautifully decorated
And passionately created
Picturesque, you have laid
Carving meticulously
In the crest of the Mother Earth.
For spectacular preview
I intend to be absolutely along
As a passionate beholder
And wish to pass moments after moments
Like an docile disciple
And a benevolent beholder
To its silent call.
With the imperishable images in my eye-ball
And the perennial touch of the soothing breeze.


Are you still there?
The insatiable question
Hunts me now and then
I promise, I will continue
Realizing your presence
Till the last breath
In every inch of ITS’ natural canvas.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lalitha iyer 25 March 2009

Dear poet, Wonderfully penned........yet if it is a little bit short.......could enjoy and understand more.

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Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Village-Boita, District-Balasore, State-Orissa, Country-India
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