Dates without Destiny
Loads and loads of
scrumptious, savoury, succulent
Dates
The Pride of the country,
symbolic of the National Heritage-
Dates,
That embellish the arid and dusty roads of
the Desert country,
The U.A.E-
(Though no longer a desert country
Rather, a Desert Oasis now
A Greenwood Oasis…
An Emerald Oasis…)
Seem to step on Oblivion
The nation's blessing-
The Dates-
Seem to have a
Destiny
uncharted, unbridled, unchecked
Dates-
Once, the staple food of the Bedouin
The life source and the fountain of life,
Once a vital necessity
Are now a trampled accessory…
Dates…now
Face a pathetic plight
When fallen on the ground
Scattered unceremoniously,
Inharmoniously and unseemly.
Dates…
The once priceless Fountain of life
Must need be
Honoured, preserved and saved
In time
Such is the Call.
Pushpinder Kaur 12.07.2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem