– By Rishi Raj
With blink of an eye, a generation passes away
To far away hinterland into the oblivion
Leaving behind a handful of memories
To be cherished forever in spirit.
Spirit is all that’s left bereft of physical form
Giving us blessings from the heaven above
Telling do not despair, my child, my time was up;
It’s your time now to carry forward the legacy.
The time is cruel, it takes away generous souls
Away from our presence far beyond our reach,
Teaching us a lesson- nothing is permanent but are transitory;
A lesson far tougher, comprehended in time of reality
I ask the god- “Was it necessary, was it justified
To take away a soul who is yet to see his labour’s fruit?”
Who emitted exuberance far and beyond;
Whose energy was the source of inspiration.
Death is certainty but why it’s so painful to bear;
Isn’t it cruel to see a body once warm, go cold before you?
Isn’t it cruel to see static face which lit up in every situation of life?
Isn’t it cruel to see closed eyes which glimmered with such an intensity?
Aye, I know I have to bid goodbye at the end
But my feet are stuck, heavy with weight,
Cursing my fate, my incapability, my limitless;
Failing to preserve the glorious history, letting it go on the funeral pyre.
About the author:
With Harry Potter introducing him to the world of brilliant books, Rishi Raj is one of the most avid readers you will come across. He is the person who looks for the best even in the worst; and, that is perhaps the reason why the books, which will definitely put you to sleep, seem interesting to Rishi! And, his vast reading ability gives him the skill required to pen down his thoughts lucidly.
Sushmita firmly believes in her motto “Write like no one else will ever read you” and encourages the same to everyone.
Aspiring to create something brilliant and a prominent work of literature in the near future, she prioritises moulding style and emotions into words, at the same time, exalting thoughts and feelings above expressions.