Endurance Poem by Ratnakar Rout

A couple of years back
I dreamt of a pond
With exquisite contour
And stunning picturesque all around
Everything there was gratifying my imagination.
Amidst bloomed lilies it was calm and serene
The azure and wavy surface got imprinted
In the core of my mind and enchanted me all these years
One day the dreams came true
I started to live with the pond of my dreams
All care I took of the pond, the life and soul of mine
And it became the source of my survival
I visualised my fall with any threat to the pond
As the cruel hand of time draws scars on a pretty face
Similarly scenic structure of the pond was endangered
Gradually in the passage of time
The deposit of silt and growth of weeds over the years
Snatched away unkindly the unique glamour of the pond
Paving the way towards its virtual decay
I toiled hard to preserve the beauty of the pond
But all my efforts went vain as slowly and slowly
The pond lost its lustre and is in shambles at present
Might be aspiring to get back its youth
And fighting for its survival to enthral the viewers once again
I am also no better than the pond now.