He Ofen Thinks Poem by mamutty CHOLA

HEOFEN THINKS

He often thinks, dawn will ever dawn in hislife.
Ages since passed but his wait is still on.

Oh God! he wonders how long be this endless
wait in vain!

Every morning ushers in with new hopes butalas!
It turns into dismay. He liveda life which could
not be lived still he lived and living.

Oh God! He wonders how long this
journey of agony will go on?

For moment mistakes he has been atoning since years.
To err is human being descendantof Adam and Eve.

His life is like a road without destination; march is on
and on since long.Now like a lonely traveler on a vast
deserthe left alone all alone in search of mirage.

Still he lives in wait for his lost love to come back
like season does.She resides deep down in the valley
of heart like his heart beats.

It has been a saga of deprivation; be it childhood, youth and now twilight of his life.When he happens to look at withered garden deprived of spring he finds echo amidst withered buds.

Spring did arrive many a times, but his life remained under the spell of autumn since long.


Waves being his eternal inspiration, he has faith in self and God.
There is no night without a daybreak says nature.So his hopes live on.