While walking past the gigantic waves, splashing before my eyes;
I stopped across the swirling tides, questioning it's premise;
I plunged my little eyes, unraveling before the tremendous crests;
And explored just a wooden chunk, be the premise of God's immortal quest.
Being frightened of these gigantic waves, I ran across the rocky inclines;
Taking up my densest breathe, being thankful to God's premise;
I ran down across the greenest plains, that lay before the swirling waves;
And slowed down my little feet, struck by a thoughtful enclave.
When I could extend my curious eyes, through the vicinity of the entangling tides;
I could explore the true oceanic landforms, circulating before my eyes;
The ocean, the solvent, that dissolves the entire gleam of religion;
And emerge together as a wooden chunk, sublimating a path towards salvation.
My thoughts did inculcate transmitting, the massive glimpse of creation;
And explore an immortal element, inducing Almighty's mysterious inception;
The inception that dissolves, the entire glimpse of humanity;
And emerge together as the glorious path, approaching peacefulness and empathy.
Oh! God, I am ignorant, ignorant of the enormous ocean, I thrive in;
Even ignorant of every element, I am just an innocent lignin;
Do guide me across this ocean, let my little hands held the palm of yours;
Show me that elegant bridge, approaching your immortal erudite endures.
ASHUTOSH DASH
CLASS-VIII
RUCHIKA HIGH SCHOOL
Awesome diction and flight of imagery. Hats off. Enjoyed reading the thought provoking and meaningful poem penned by an adolescent of my grand son's age. Thanks for sharing.10+++
Many many Thanks for writing me such an inspiring comment that shall definitely encourage me to write more.......Really thankful to your encouraging words........
Very amazing poem shared definitely with wise mind. Interesting.10
Many many Thanks for writing me such a spell bounding comment.......Thank you.....
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I would like to translate this poem
You have a talent to become a real poet.But in poems leave aside supernatural unexistent existence.Find basis in determinism if you want to offer to mankind's history something great you can.