A Journey Pulled On Poem by Indira Renganathan
A Journey Pulled On
It wasn't a rich motorcar with two head lights
A weak bullock-cart but with two bright eyes
That pulled its load in the cart the right way
Desiring to deliver its load to a hand aright
Quite a long and tough way..
Pulled and pulled the bullock but mid way
Left and into the nether woods gone away
Alas! a loss...yes a loss...'who can wipe away
Oh load thy tears..? 'Little calf came on reined
Blessed the Cart man 'not a castaway'
Note: Cart man- God
The beginning two lines viz; It wasn't a rich motorcar with two head lights/.....A weak bullock-cart but with two bright eyes...are marvelous lines those beautify the poem from the beginning. The last stanza expresses sadness a little. A beautiful poem so nicely executed.10
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4/25/2024 12:06:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very insightful piece of work dear madam! You are not only a great poetess but also a great thinker! I totally agree with Kumarmani! Thanks for sharing....10