Life is to sow, not reap
I wake one day, again for long to sleep
All life to find: if life or death is fake,
And learn, man’s here to sow, seldom to reap.
Death lives with life all through lifetime to creep,
Crawling along like a slithering snake,
I wake one day, again for long to sleep.
A faithful friend, keen life’s friendship to keep,
Death would never even dream, life to take,
Beware, life’s here to sow, seldom to reap.
Life’s just a tiny blip of time, no leap,
It strives in fleeting time the most to make,
I wake one day, again for long to sleep.
And live, forget, fail to find truth so deep,
Try to swim but sink in life’s shallow lake,
And learn to sow, sometime later to reap.
Life’s to garner light in every round trip
That faintly burnish hereafter’s dark stake,
I wake one day, again for long to sleep,
Life’s just to sow, let death decide to reap.
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Villanelles | 05.10.2012, revised March 2022 |
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2022
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