A Second Chance
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Above, the sun is out, platinum-clad
Rich, robust, hot and haughty
Blithely unaware of the moment next
Assured, it has a bright second chance.
Here, along the flowing tarmac
The flotilla of fatigue moves on
But where? To the goal that eludes
For aeons is not over yonder.
Reaching there or rushing for it?
Every step is a journey in itself
The end is just the beginning, they say
Wonder, why do they rush all the way?
The Present has left something far behind
And the path permitting no retracing
Rushing ahead is the only option
The Future would restore everything lost.
Imagine and compensate
And that’s the mantra for all the stress
There exists something beyond the maze
A second chance, let me start it afresh.
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By
A. N. Nanda
Bhubaneswar
23-01-2010
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Labels: Muse
posted by The Unadorned | 9:32 AM
5 Comments:
Hi Uncle Nanda,
I like this poem a lot. Especially the last stanza. Second chances are essential. And the photo of a rainbow is apt with this poem, a symbol of hope. I really like this!
Welcome back, Melly. I'm soon writing again for my blog. Hold on, just a few more days to complete the book I've steered so far up till the twenty-seventh story. In Hindi this time, once again.
And I know I'm doing a lot of injustice with my muse. Some poetry is still in me, you know!
Nanda
You're writing in Hindi a lot but it's fair as it is your national language. And I know that there'll be translation here for me to read! All the best with the new book!
A second chance....
A frequently begged for
set of words...
but seldom granted...
seldom grabbed upon...
seldom achieved...
regards,
wanderer
Well said, Wanderer, a second chance is always as nebulous as that!
And welcome to my blog.
Thanx.
Nanda
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