To Live Life All Over Again

A contemplative poem about life and its philosophy by Subramanian – exclusively for Different Truths.

Let me not do a U-turn of
my neck to see the past.
 
Skill sets that lost their sheen
in time, high hopes slithering down
a slippery slope and scorned by
ingrate times that sang an ode to Darwin.
 
Warm a pedigreed chair with an emaciated stare,
or a rickety one unfit for your pedigree.
My chagrined inner voice said
“Fruit is not the milestone; karma is”
Me, fellow mortals, were never shy of
bending our backs, cerebral sparks
that lighted many and pleased a few.
But landed as always, where destined
with a sickening thud and inner nudge
“This is not what you strove for….”
 
Soon days wove into burdened years
when stars shone less in a dark dawn,
my own halo eclipsed in oblivion.
An old raging song that stirred the chords
of a crowd lost suddenly in the eerie!
Years later had an awkward timbre
when resung on a changed string! 

I sense the new faces, old hopes straining
to carve a frame, new light!
I go back to my dusky sky, see where
I slipped amid the stars which shone once.

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