A song for the year, I had promised to write,
Taking time out in the middle of the night,
Thoughts rusty, and not organised so well,
But an year it was and many tales to tell.
So, here it is!
Before the year started, in hindsight it was like…
Retreating waves pulled me back to the sea,
Like vices in whose vice like grip I was in,
Vices I left behind on my way to the coast,
And to those no one would raise a toast.
With questions and no answers I started my year,
A start with much less joy and surely a lot of fear,
As if I stepped into the unknown blindfolded,
Fear of an uncertain future, and what lay ahead.
It was the best one ever. To sum it up…
I travelled ten thousand kilomeres on road,
To new places about which I had never heard,
Met people I would never see in my life again,
But memories of a lifetime, of joy and of pain.
I let go of the hands that I never thought I would,
Stopped missing people I never imagined I could,
Worked on myself and learned to be with me,
Had I felt bored with myself, I was in bad company.
Started to see every living being for what they were,
My lack of compassion, and it was totally unfair,
Biggest lesson was on empathy and to be able to relate,
Thank my stars I learned in time, and it wasn’t too late.
The universe has been very kind to me in return,
A lot of gifts and people with best intentions,
Gifts that will stay with me for my entire life,
People who will stay and will help me thrive.
When the waves pulled me, I came back riding them,
Stronger, wiser, calmer, compassionate and brave.
Now with 2017 behind me, here is my 2018 wish for you….
May you have my 2017, if not better than that,
I wish this for you from the bottom of my heart.
Call it a rhyme or a poem, this is my year song,
A song, I won’t mind humming whole life long.
2017 was a life changing year for me, with a lot a of changes for good. This is how good a year it was, in my own words, as a poem.
In frame: A young man running back to the shore from the sea, near Baruva, in Andhra Pradesh, India.
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4 thoughts on “The year song”
ସାକ୍ଷ୍ୟ ନେଇଥିବା ନେତ୍ରଯୁଗଳରୁ ହୃଦୟ ମାଧ୍ୟମରେ ପ୍ରକାଶିତ ଉଛ୍ୱାସର ଲେଖନ ଅତି ସୁନ୍ଦର।
ପୁରୀ ବେଳାଭୂମିର ଢେଉରେ ଆମନ୍ତ୍ରଣର ସଙ୍କେତ,
ଗୋପାଳପୁର ଜୁଆରରେ ଦୁତକାରର ଭାବ,
ବାରୁଆ କୂଳର ନିଃଥର ଜୁଆର ଖେଳା,
କବିର ମନ ଜିଣି ନିଏ।
ପ୍ରମୋଦ ଭାଇ, ଲେଖାଟି ଭଲ ଲାଗିଲା ଜାଣିକି ବହୁତ ଖୁସି ଲାଗିଲା। ଟିପ୍ପଣୀ ପାଇଁ ବହୁତ ଧନ୍ୟବାଦ। ଏ ଟିପ୍ପଣୀରୁ ଅନୁପ୍ରେରିତ ହେଇ ମୁଁ ଓଡ଼ିଆରେ ଲେଖିବା ଆରମ୍ଭ କରିଛି।
ରିକିରେ ତୁ ଇଂରାଜୀ ରେ ତ ସୁନ୍ଦର ଲେଖୁଛୁ ଓଡ଼ିଆ ରେ ମଧ୍ୟ ଚମତ୍କାର ଲେଖୁଛୁ।ତୁ ମୋର ପୁଅ ବୋଲି ନୁହେଁ ମୁଁ ତୋର ମା ବୋଲି ଗର୍ବ ଅନୁଭବ କରେ।
Thank you, Mom! :*