Change, Or Back To Stonehenge Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Change, Or Back To Stonehenge
When winter relented
To say hello to spring,
Grey turned to green and red,
It gave my mind a wing.
Seasons change on their own
And wait not till too late
To kiss change on due date,
Change changes even stone.
Man rather in a pit
Gets frozen against change,
That seems to me no strange.
He last walked on two feet
From four the game to beat—
As ape his greatest feat,
But lost somewhere his wit,
Now on way to Stonehenge!
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Reflections | 06.09.16 |
Well said, stone is far from dead. It is also evolving though may be imperceptibly. Thanks for the feedback.
This is beautifully crafted on change using the word stonehenge. Your poet' s note helps the readers much. Thank you sir for sharing.10
Stonehenge, prehistoric structures created by early men klong back. But if no action is taken on planet earth and soon enough we may be heading back to that age. Thank you you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/30/2024 9:10:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A very clever poem on change. As they say, change is the only permanent thing in the world. It is inevitable. Yet, some men refuse to accept change.and worst they even went farther....go back to.prehistoric.. A perceptive write brilliantly penned.
Precisely what I said below. Thanks for the feedback.