Lonely Hearts Living 'lone Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Lonely hearts living ‘lone

No Fathers' Day greetings failed to arrive,
Nor customary call on Mothers' Day;
A family album on a lean day
Kept isolated memories alive,
As did their once-in-a-blue-moon visit
That leaner waned as time passed bit by bit.

The Spartan place that the kids made crowded,
Suddenly felt spacious one lonely eve,
And needless luxury for the aged;
Parents know, children have their life to live—
That, youth lives a life forever on drive,
That, old bones happy should feel to survive.

Happy, if a few crumbs of life are doled.
The fledglings that fly away ne'er return,
Nor birds nor beasts are known to care for old,
Nor do their old hope a favour to earn;
Yet, children take parent's grace as given,
Forget, they'd one day see a setting sun.

Time's come that humans do from Nature learn,
And learn to give freedom to the loved one,
Love for love's sake, hoping for no return,
Sun scorches to a slow death in heaven,
So should old for children's welfare savour,
Love's no love wanting a returned favour.

But there's no human who never would fall,
Yet, has to hearken to his heart and head,
Living in hope, say, of an odd phone call,
A greeting card, a rare visit if made,
‘It's good to know they remember us still',
A doubt is better than a bitter pill.

And lonely hearts live on tenuous hope,
Though often staring blank at rainless clouds,
Frustration tied down with a mental rope,
Wrapt with old memories like dead man's shrouds,
Yea, hope is better than frustrating proof,
Good to dream than waking from leaking roof.

To live lonely, uncared for, but at home,
Sure better's than furniture to become
O under a far off and alien dome,
And to a far off unknown alien Rome,
Far better be in a deserted room,
Even with tenuous tiresome freedom!
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Written on Fathers' Day (17th June)
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Musings | 05.06.12 |
Topic: father, remember