Nishith Anand

Rookie (July 23rd 1981 / Kerala)

And I'M Loving It! - Poem by Nishith Anand

Cluck-cluck goes the bullock cart
Lub-dub goes the beating heart
I try to keep pace with the rhythm
Like footsteps towing a beating drum-

And I am loving it!

Boys and men are out on a jog
Joined by an occasional dog
Along the stretch of silvery street,
'Morning! some of them cheerily greet-

And I am loving it!

Temples and churches, buses, bicycles
The new day offers such spectacles
Glistening grass, leaves and flowers
It's sunny after night-long showers-

And I am loving it!

I trot along at my own pace
Feeling the sunlight on my face
The milkman's cans clang and clatter
Over the Radio Jockey's incessant chatter-

And I am loving it!

Wide-eyed children stand and wave
While their mothers ask them to behave
On whitewashed walls outside her house
A pony-tailed tot sketches Mickey Mouse

And I am loving it!

For a moment I thought me a kid
Trust me, I really did
But not did a pair of shady eyes
That followed me with leery vice

Many imaginary lines later...

They call me nuts, they call me gay
But their voices seem so far away
Wonder why you were made this way-
They all remark, at work and at play.

It's been like this for many a day
I walk my path, come what may
Dark secrets within me lay
'Never let'em rise' I earnestly pray

Join me- O wellwisher mine,
Like a timely intervention divine
For nobody can really tell
How short can be this spell

Walk with me, or choose otherwise
Be rude to me, or overtly nice;
You may join, or just let me be
Barely a difference I'm able to see

Long roads and deceptive turns-
The painful way is how one learns
Lub-dub goes my beating heart
With the rhythm of the bullock-cart

And I am loving it!


Comments about And I'M Loving It! by Nishith Anand

  • Malini Kadir (12/14/2008 8:26:00 AM)

    lWalk with me, or choose otherwise
    Be rude to me, or overtly nice;
    You may join, or just let me be
    Barely a difference I'm able to see

    Long roads and deceptive turns-
    The painful way is how one learns
    Lub-dub goes my beating heart
    With the rhythm of the bullock-cart

    And I am loving it!
    ......and I am loving it too!
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  • (8/7/2007 12:59:00 AM)

    the golden furbish of muse.....(the pen of great talent made it real)
    Walk with me, or choose otherwise
    Be rude to me, or overtly nice;
    You may join, or just let me be
    Barely a difference I'm able to see
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  • (6/11/2007 2:28:00 AM)

    hi!
    nice one to start with :)
    I could imagine the scenes what you wanted to show.. nice one realy
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  • (6/9/2007 7:50:00 AM)

    Cautiously created images of sound, sight and movement create an impression of the world of flux; and amidst all the I, sensitive and caring. Craft matches art - it is a lovely poem. I expect more. Regards. (Report) Reply

  • Marilyn Lott (6/4/2007 9:59:00 AM)

    I love this poem. To me it's about acceptance
    of what life has to offer. And you are doing just
    that and Loving it! Great poem!
    Marilyn
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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, March 7, 2011


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