1960 Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India

1960

Rating: 4.1


I am going with it,
Nineteen hundred sixty.

Going and going
With you, O my dear, and
The entire world is watching us.

What for I do not know,
And you are telling me
Time and again to stop.

And I am going and going,
Not to reach anywhere
But to go and go
Without any ending.

Nineteen hundred sixty
And I am going with it.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: birth
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
1960 is the year of the birth of this poet- But in fact poet has no birth no death.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akhtar Jawad 14 January 2015

A nice poem for the year of birth and the idea that poets have no birth and no death is a great idea.

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Rajnish Manga 22 November 2014

One has to perform his duties in life non-stop. May be the people (or perhaps you yourself) are not aware of your final station but each one of us has to carry out the allotted job as per the destiny. Nice poem.

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Santiago Lopez 17 November 2014

Beautiful poem with wisdom and mystery.

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Matt Mooney 25 June 2014

There is a lovely air of mystery about this poem. It has the movement of life and love.10.

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Biplab Singha 19 June 2014

And I am going and going Not to reach anywhere But to go and go Without any endning - Wonderful lines, , , , ,

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Rainbow 20 August 2020

You are just a boy. Wait to you show all your color.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 04 August 2019

A wonderful poem dear poet! Well penned.....10

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Michael Walker 11 July 2019

I like your stress on 'going', getting somewhere in life.

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David Grzan 03 July 2019

We share the same birth year. We must always be going. There is no stop where we are going.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 08 December 2018

A poet dies just like other ordinary persons BUT he becomes immortal WITH his poems, because poems never die, they survive all things and become immortal. Excellent Poem, I so admire. Thank you for sharing.

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Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
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