M.D DINESH NAIR
My Seasons Have No Concerns.. - Poem by M.D DINESH NAIR
My seasons have no concerns
Unlike what they have ever said....
First they said,
'Childhood is the spring of all
And it is the most pleasant'.
They said too,
'Adolescence is then like winter for all
And it just asks questions alone'.
Next they said,
'Youth hood is the autumn or the fall for every one
And it once for all searches for the answers'.
And they heaved a sigh and said,
'Old age finally finds the answers for all the questions
And it teaches you everything'.
I differ with them:
My childhood was not a spring
And I did not fleet like a fawn or clot.
My adolescence was not a winter
And I did not feel the chill of questions.
My youth hood has been not an autumn yet
And I am not searching for any answer.
My old age will never be my summer
And I will not find the answers for I did not ask any question!
Where is the wrong?
I stand amazed at the cross roads of an undefined life
Quite unknown to me since my first cry.
But I see many more joining me there
And soon we shall be making a clan without seasons to go by.
Perhaps the wrong is the right!
Will they ever say so?
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