Sathya Narayana

Gold Star - 6,496 Points (12-06-1958 / Nellore, Andhra Pradesh)

Renaissance - Poem by Sathya Narayana

The fifties and earlier were the ignorant past of ideals
The people then didn’t know nor could conceive great ideas
Like dating, together living and mini-bars at the homes
Generations have changed; the once kids are now epitomes
Of elegance, newness and souring up social renaissance

The elders at home started looking obsolete and vacuous
Like the relics of the Stone Age; to remain at the homes
As obelisks of the past; not supposed to raise their voices;
Stop trumpeting about their past and to youth giving advices
And in silence wait for the days they proceed to their tombs

But I can’t help thinking of the days ahead, when today’s kids
Become elders and the way the kids of that future day think
When social renaissance picks up further momentum and in a bid
To cleanse the world of all the old, useless and stagnant stink
Send all those above fifty to live in catacombs waiting for death


Comments about Renaissance by Sathya Narayana

  • Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (12/14/2009 8:23:00 AM)


    a wise perception. shan (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (12/11/2009 11:43:00 AM)


    Sad theme but your expression is appreciable. (Report) Reply

  • (12/11/2009 2:08:00 AM)


    ...it goes on. this perpetual drama! i'm a museum piece, myself hardly in the know of refined communication... (Report) Reply

Read all 3 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Friday, December 11, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 23, 2010


[Report Error]