I saw a school boy fade up with studies,
afraid of exam & worrying the worries.
He wished, God, if he was baby then,
to crawl, to toddle & hop like hen.
Soon, I saw a college boy, bunked a lecture,
pondering was he over past & future.
He wished, God, if he was school boy again,
to play with butterflies and in the rain.
Then, I saw an adult who was a clerk,
with distress finishing the office work.
He wished, God, to give once more childhood,
to enjoy school & delicious food.
I saw a old man bent in the back,
the strength in muscles did he lack.
He wished, God, if again he was a youth,
to fight for justice and the truth.
Then,
I saw a quiet old man remembering his life's theme,
Soon he heard the knell ringing for him.
No wonder if he wished, God,
to have his life once more! ! !
i like the way the story continues chronologically. read my poems.
A great parable, Anup. Live for today and make it worth remembering tomorrow Thanks for sharing Peace
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I would like to translate this poem
Lovely narrative poem, well articulated and nicely penned with insight. It's a great poem, like a parable from the Bible. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.