Life! Poem by Shankaran Kutty

Life!



Life – The Beginning, Birth

To be born in my mother’s womb
Never asked I, of Gods a favour
Know me not the pains
She suffered through her labour
Yet, in the spark of life I see
O God, that miracle that is thee

Of previous birth, know not we
Perhaps cometh from a distant star
When two souls are one by God’s decree
Brought into this world we are
And the divine spark in us will glow
When through our veins the blood does flow

The spark ignited in a mother’s womb
Nurtured with love for months nine
Some unknown power does guide the growth
The speck into a baby, healthy and fine
Oh! Vanity, in your unbound arrogance
You profess it all was a happenstance

Of Chromosomes X and Y
Genes and DNA strands
Behind life, Science refuses to acknowledge
The Almighty’s divine hands
Of the union of the male and female
They spin many a scientific tale

If the flowers that bloom in a marriage
The disbelievers does speak
But for that elusive spark of life
Science, still does seek
For all the laws of chemistry
Life, still remains a mystery

Like the sun that shines so bright
The moon that traverses the night sky
Birth is God’s special gift
That begins with a cry
An Eternal truth that holds
A mystery, HE never unfolds


Life – The Journey

After the Lord has showered his blessings
In the birth of a new life
Begins the journey so arduous
One filled with lots of strife
A journey that is not our make
Yet one, we forcibly have to take

Some born to weave their dreams
Others are born to sing
Some destined to struggle in life
Few born to live like a king
Of things that we foolishly rave
Oh! God isn’t it just what you gave

Plead we didn’t for the colour of our skin
Or the riches and splendours we get
To be fat or thin, or be wise or a fool
Or learn to remember and forget
All of us of a different shade
In his magnificence, the Lord has made

Oft our paths are filled
With rocks and thorns so sharp
Some cross it with a smile, others
On their misfortune do harp
Some live in their past, not now
Others fill their life with hate, not love

In a mad mad rush to claim
What isn’t ours but nature’s bounty
To our fellow men and God, oft
We fail to perform our duty
Blessed lives are those that fill
Their hearts with love, and share goodwill

Let us fill this life with good deeds
And not with evil, spent
For this journey that we take
Is not without an end
It is not the richest that this journey win
But those who keep away from sin

life – The Ending, Death

Even the mightiest of all rivers
Must end one day in the sea
And fall one day on the forest floor
Will even the mightiest tree
So has come the time for life to take a bow
Whence through my veins, life stops to flow

The leaves have stopped its merry dance
Fluttering in the morning breeze
The heart that beat for my only love
To beat, would today, cease
For in the book of life it is a must
End up we should, back being dust

Where is the light from the morning sun
Oh! I cant see it is so dark
Where is the love from my little ones
Which each day, did light a spark
I can’t see anything, nor a sound hear
Nor feel the loving touch of my children dear

The journey I started years ago
Is this then, its weary end?
Where never a soul, wilful I hurt
Was the way I wanted it spent
I feel the sinking, feel no pain
I feel all senses around me wane

Those flowers that bloom in early spring
One more time, can I see
My loved ones just one last time
Can I feel, running in to me
But it is only the journey, that is ours to make
The beginning and end is given to take

Limbs were numb, the world was quiet
Laboured became my breathing
My sins this life, won’t you wipe my God
As on my last journey I am departing
With those last prayers to my supreme Lord
My soul to the heavens, upward soared

Friday, July 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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