Not Moments, It's Man's Mind Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Miserable moments of a sad man
Like autumn leaves fade under Time's sure feet,
And yet, this drifting brownish death scarce can
Cajole unwilling autumn to retreat;
If seasons be gloomy as oft as good,
And world happy as often as hostile,
If man's joys borne are by his attitude,
Why hell should still precede heavenly isle.

Moments are seldom good or bad, it's mood
Of a man's mind, nor taxing time on earth,
Arise unfulfilled moments from self worth,
Let's rise, resolve taller to stand and good.
If autumn trees from green turn yellowed brown,
I wonder why man should sink further down.
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Sonnets | 06.10.10 |