Past is fast asleep like a sloth bear
after hunting many from the time's store
and hibernates for eons and can't hear
why to raise him up to torture more?
Future roars at a far distance
peeping from the cocoon of lure and illusion
only to unleash trouble and menace
and to beguile with promises of a million
both are terrible
and bear a horrible look
although, entice you as if they're charitable
but for you only pains they cook
Present is a benevolent kingalways sits on a sublime throne
opts for much welfare to bring
and advices you ‘to stand solid like stone
in adversity don't falter or even moan'
or,
like a noble patronalways inspires
to nurture a novel thought
and work keeping both head and heart intact
or,
like a bosom friendalways impregnates
all zeal,
all courage,
and all scope
for you to smile
amidst all troubles
to grow right now
with a budding hope
to live and let others live
while paddling your own canoe.
©Prafulla Panda, India
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