An Ant Way-Lost From Line Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
An Ant Way-Lost From Line
Watching disciplined ants sans rank,
Marching in with a single flank,
Drums beat, nor is there marching tune,
Single minded, spring be or June,
A long line, never ending end,
From where, where to, and to what end?
Some do break line still here and there
To map the surrounding for food,
And I saw one, sure a brave heart,
Going far and losing the link
Like a lone soul lost in a wood,
In tune ah with her solitude!
And then it so happened,
There came to my mind's sight
A man of ways-means extreme
That knew not what he wanted,
Nor yet what he would achieve,
Not stopping still on his ways.
But then a thought came to mind,
Oh what a sacrilege?
I compared an extremist
With an all-truistic ant
That works hard and lays down life
In cause of its colony!
And then in my mystified mind
This beautiful truth I find:
An ant carries extreme freight—
Much more than her body's weight,
So does a man of extreme,
But only for a mad dream!
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Reflections | 37.02,2019 |
Fabulous analogy between an ant and an extremist! Though this work is devoid of rhymes and rhythms as often found in your other works, it has presented a fascinating tale in free style...beautifully penned sir! A very commendable write....10
I like your style of analysis, after all you are a professor. And thanks for liking the work, Dr Swain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This is indeed a lovely poem! I too have watched the ants procession with the same sense of interest and wonder and have written poems. Without any bugle call or oral instructions, they march as a single file in unbroken continuity to forage food...! But occasionally there may be some stragglers who break away from the line and wander. They may have some agenda....! Your comparison of them with the extremists has a rare novelty and sounds quite apt!
Yes, ants always fascinate you. I too have written a few poems on ants and they must be on PH, but can't readily recall. Thank you for liking the work.