Life Must Go On Poem by Ratnakar Rout

A little day and huge night
unpredictable rain with errant wind
biting cold and snowy sight
either way the winter is cruel
when people live a painful life.
The erratic climate reminds me
of the volatile behaviour of a new born child.
When the night spreads for fourteen hours
the day never breaks at dawn, it shrinks further,
the timid Sun hides it's face
behind the curtain of rain,
thy sky sneezes off and on
with the bewildered west wind fiercely blown.
When the Sun smiles reluctantly
the inclement weather looks good somehow
the smile returns to the lips
as if the petals of roses bloom.
But that condition never lasts long
the drizzle starts pouring down
from the nomadic clouds marching now and then.
A shy of relief that enlivens the life
for a while, gets covered with a shadow
of grief in the next moment.
There is no escape but to bear
till the time is matured.
When you have no cure
you are to endure. But
a midst the insurmountable ordeals
the life must go on, go on, go on......
Qr. No. C-7, Unit-ix,
Bhubaneswar, Odisha
India, Pin.751007
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(This poem has been written in the hostel room(west) no.16 of Somerville College, Oxford University on 08.01.2014 night while undergoing training from 4th to10th January,2014)