Treasure Island

Vikram Seth

(20 June 1952 - / Kolkata / India)

How Rarely These Few Years


How rarely all these few years, as work keeps us aloof,
Or fares, or one thing or another,
Have we had days to spend under our parents' roof:
Myself my sister, and my brother.

All five of us will die; to reckon from the past
This flesh and blood is unforgiving.
What's hard is that just one of us will be the last
To bear it all and go on living.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, March 14, 2012

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  • Prakhar Mishra (8/31/2013 2:47:00 PM)

    you are my one of all time favorite poet just because of the poems like this.in all of your poems, a rhyme scheme is there which is so soothing as a reader (Report) Reply

  • John Hardesty (7/3/2013 10:12:00 PM)

    No self-gratification in finding out who will sustain the flesh the last, but departure is sad just the same! (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (4/12/2012 8:51:00 PM)

    To bear it all and go on living. Congratulation Vikram Seth . I like it very much.

    Yours
    Gajanan Mishra (Report) Reply

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