This is a story of a boy
A small little chap
Born in a village
On India’s map
He started his journey
On his mother’s lap
Little did knew
It will be a confusing trap
It was all beautiful
In the starting lap
The songs of springs
And the monsoon’s tap
But then as he grew
Life started to unwrap
At the age of fourteen
There was no time for a nap
Continuing to be enlightened
With also work to swap
The heart kept craving
For a bat and jockstrap
Adding to the dilemma
Paternal health began to zap
Meeting the ends
Became a deathtrap
Waiting for the opportunity
To fill the gap
He wanted to live
He would never snap
After days and nights he saw his sunrise
Time had come to tighten the bootstrap
Efforts started to pay
He heard success clap
His pains were ailing
His wings started to flap
But then there stood destiny
Wanting to slap
His pa left him
Crying over the mishap
It was too much pain
For the small heart to enwrap
But for his mother he has to be stronger
He knows life doesn’t get into a recap
He promises to fight
Till his goals unwrap
The only day he will stop
Is the day his body wears the icecap
Poignant story told with utter simplicity and flowing pathos. I liked it very much rated 9/10. Preetam, you are very talented. Thanks for the invite.
There is a touch of rap about the poem-to use a pun! .The repetition of words ending in -ap in the rhyming scheme turns out to be more effective than I thought. It's a serious poem disguised in simple language.10.
Beautifuly rhymed........... Sooooo beautifuly written........... Great job done
Depicting a normal third world offspring in a provoking rhyme is a difficult task yet you worked it out well.thanks for elaborating so simple
Beautiful composition Preetam. liked the flow of verses. simple, yet evoking....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good story in very smooth verses. The rhymes ending in 'ap' make it a very original poem You got from me a big clap.