Rajesh Thankappan Poems
Are we no more than mere puppets
Remote controlled by the secret strings of fate?
Or are we just a passing eyewitness
Watching a puppetry show being staged?
Life seems dependent on planets and stars
That has already cast our lot,
Destiny seems to set a bar
A hurdle unbridgeable by the best of efforts.
But have we not seen people
Navigate cheerfully unhindered by fate?
Surdas and Milton wrote to create ripples
Though their worldly visions had barricaded gates.
So, if ‘fate' is our master who rules and governs
On efforts invested can't we a...
‘Hope' descends on silent wings
And in the darkness
About brightness sings.
Her songs are so soothing to hear
That we are more than willing
To lend it an ear.
Hope is a guide in the raging storm