Rhymes Of The Soul: Sanjana Bhatnagar

You are all living your lives today,
but this life is sure to end.
So why not live life the other way
and begin your life from where it ends ?

Let death embrace you first,
And wrap up with what you think is worst
then shift to your old age:
reading the news from page to page,
having morning walks at the calmest pace
and singing praises of God's amazing grace.
Snoring away on the spongy bed,
waking up and being fed.

Then come the success days:
of living in luxurious homes
and travelling abroad in Spain and Rome.
Buying Benz, Porsche and other cars
and tasting wine delicacies in exquisite bars.

These days of meeting the rich,
gaiely having a unicorn meal.
Talking of long gone days which
in your memories you tightly seal.

Next come the college times:
of flirtatious chats and looks,
of Cupid thrumming the heart's chimes.
Also of long days and nights
spent in the words of books.

Long hangouts at the 'ice cream mart'
with the princess of his heart
and laughs and giggles with the mates,
the jokes, the quarrels, the debates.

Later comes your early childhood:
the beginning of your 'schoolhood,
when cars, bikes, soldiers, balls
colours, drawings, puzzles and dolls
are the only comrades in your halls.

Also those lazy mornings and drowsy nights,
on mummy's lap. Those flying kites,
at noon before the Siesta nap.
Wondering how your life ends?
No, it's not with wailing friends
and family around you -
breathing ceased,
but by floating away in your mother's womb -
forever at ease, forever at peace...

They wake me up early morning,
chirping, as if a melodious warning,
that the day has once again begun
and its time for me to get up and run.

They ask me for food to eat,
flying up and down so neat,
and as I quickly turn to see,
loudly chirping, they fly to flee.

When their food is kept in place,
they skim quickly like running a race,
peck their little bits of food,
and fly away in a jolly mood.

While I stare at them, wonderstruck
thankfully, that it was my luck,
to feed these innocent creations of nature,
who also prove to be a great teacher.

To work as one in harmony together,
and always be ready to help the other.
To never let the child in you die,
and slowly let the times pass by.
For the sun shall rise again tomorrow
and free you again from all your sorrow.

As night dawns, to their homes they take a turn
and I doze off, waiting for their return.