Tenure

I asked the torrential rain,
beating outside my windows,
in the midnight
'why you lash so much,
dark in the night,unnoticed'
the rain paused 
and said..
' do your job 
yes, without much ado,
I am doing mine'
the other day while crossing
the roadside graveyard 
few young and old people,
out from their resting place
laughed at me sarcastically,
saying,
live, live your tenure 
before you join us,
empty,alone
the beloved 
and the ego clad possessions,
left far behind 

live, live your tenure!
oh my God 
what is my tenure 
how little is left 
how do I cruise ahead of 
the ignorance 
I felt like 
rushing to embrace 
the ringing bells nearby,
the known,unknown people 
around,
throwing all that came in between,
keeping everything else at bay!

Kamakhya 

Image Credit: Google 



7 comments

  1. GILDASPOEMS · August 19, 2019

    Beautiful poetry Kamakhya!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. myfaithjourneyGG · August 19, 2019

    Wow this is really beautiful and speaks volumes.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. wizzymedpower · August 21, 2019

    Thanks my good friend…. I appreciate your relentless effort.. From the month of September I shall not post on word press any longer. You can get in touch with me on facebook @wizzymedpower or Twitter @wizzymedpower1.. Thanks again and see you there!

    Liked by 1 person

    • Springstart@life : Kamakhya · August 21, 2019

      Thank you dear , keep the flow going in sync with your vibrant orientation you always worked for , be it any platforms you choose . My best wishes ever. God bless .

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