Again and Again

Again and again

P K Routray

With future versus past,

musings in contrast,

old is brooding over

her past gone for ever

hazed sweet memory

childhood, youth story

care of father mother

company of friends galore

competition and competitor

struggle for existence ever

sweaty and sweet conjugal harmony

with love, hug and bitter fights many.

Many a catastrophic trepidation

vanished, melted with time in to oblivion.

Those look today as fun

thus her life has so far run.

The treasury of life, the time has stolen

It is not far like her grandmother she will also be forgotten.

The girl on lap looks with apprehension

How can she exist without her companion?

Ahead lies the awed mystery, she alone has to face

without mother, father and companions’ grace.

Thinking of ghosts ghouls perceived from her grandma’s tale

apprehensive of life as if surrounded by them she looks pale,

She seems to be afraid and nervous to pull on alone

with company of people so far uncertain and unknown.

With pleasures and pains, untold stories unfurled again and again

youth replacing childhood, old age replacing youth the cycles of life on the earth are never on wane!

(N.B Imagining a girl looking apprehsensivly from the lap of her thoughyful grand mother)