Kedar Ingale Poet ABC

In Search of My Giants

Gone are the days when giants used to be giant 
With steel in their hearts and rocks in their path 
With head higher than the highest, yet visible to rest
I walked with them holding their finger 
They took me through fire and water, hell and heaven 
With their eyes I saw beyond the horizon 
Yet I couldn't see the brutality of time 
It passed by leaving them behind 
In a world where there are only dwarfs
Who cant show me the horizon 
Whose hearts are nothing more than pumps 
Who aren't as giant as giants 
Gone are those days which I hope will return 
We will need fingers to hold and hands to mould us 
We will need heads in the sky 
We will need hearts more than pumps 
We will need giants 
That day will you all come out with me in search of my giants?

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Susan Gentry August 24, 2018 at 9:01 PM Congratulations on your win. Time will tell.

FJ Thomas April 18, 2018 at 8:49 AM There really doesn't seem to be any anymore. Maybe because of the quality of entertainment, politics, religion, etc. ...or maybe because of the quantity. But you're right! There doesn't seem to be any more Giants. Awesome share Kedar! And welcome to PS :)

Faraz Ajmal April 7, 2018 at 1:59 PM Oh it s a really beautiful poem, it was full of imaginations and an enjoyable one to read, always remember that God is always there to guide us, He send someone as a source, but in real it s God, one thing I wanna know is that what you explicitly mean by giants, are you literally talking about giants or is it a metaphor anyway a really nice written poem, welcome to poetrysoup, I m sure that you ll love your stay here, good luck and continue to write Kedar Ingale April 8, 2018 at 1:27 AM Well , giants is a metaphor I have used for ideals in front of older generations.People who used to get idolized in older generations were truly giants in terms or character where as idols of this generation are not like their older counterparts.So poem describes transition of human society from Character worshipping to personality worshipping.