The New Move
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The New Move
This time
Beyond the freezing December
I wish we had a year to welcome…
The ladder to Heaven
Would be commissioned again,
But this time
Not through the pages of scriptures…
Aeons of grappling
Over a myriads of clues
Would come to an end, on a fine day,
The destination of mankind
Would finally be defined.
All the people–good or
bad
Would join the queue, quite impatient…
The Blue Planet
Is an ordinary place,
It is the time
Everybody had joined
The exodus of special kind…
The celestial prowess
To quarantine the wicked
At the entry door of the Heaven,
Would prove barely adequate,
Hence I hope
I stand a chance
To sneak through the crowd
And feel triumphant.
This time
Beyond the freezing December
I wish we had a year to welcome...
Vizag
25-12-2001
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By
A. N. Nanda
Coimbatore
27-10-2012
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Labels: In Harness: my old poems
posted by The Unadorned | 4:03 AM
2 Comments:
Dear Sir,
The Poem “The New Move” remember everybody where they are finally disposed. After I read the poem I felt much that a section of mankind is not with us to travel in the next year and this is the happening of every year. Reading of such poems make the mind and feelings lighter and how little we are.
Thanks for reposting this nice poem Sir.
----------- N.Subramanian Tirupur
Thanks, NS, for the incisiveness in your comment. A professor in English in a college in my hometown once liked the poem though he did not explain why he liked, nor did I ask him to state that. Be that as it may, reading poetry is a challenge, nevertheless.
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