The Swing Of Life
I've been delighted at the sight
Of berries in thickets,
And splashed water at the lasses
At brooks, streams, and inlets;
With wildness I have played up and down
The bubbly laps of rocks,
And pull'd the roots across the swamps
For swinging over crocs.
I've drunk love notes of birds across
Riverine planes and hedges
And chased down fowls and flies among
Blue bells and reeds and roses;
Of berries in thickets,
And splashed water at the lasses
At brooks, streams, and inlets;
With wildness I have played up and down
The bubbly laps of rocks,
And pull'd the roots across the swamps
For swinging over crocs.
I've drunk love notes of birds across
Riverine planes and hedges
And chased down fowls and flies among
Blue bells and reeds and roses;
Bathed in boundless raptures, rock'd have I
With brandies, and soft drinks,
And carried along each day and night
On round and round my swings.
Up from bestriding the big cats and lions
To sailing down the creeks,
From frolicking at cascades to
Beholding from the peaks;
Dictated have I, predated have I
By grit, by my conceit.
Many a promise have I made
To break through the limit.
All o'er the land, the sky, the sea,
Like the Ruler of The Three,
I've look'd down upon others --
Entirely all and sundry;
The time of present never moves
And death will never be;
And, so, no heed to the future,
I have glorified me...
Today, I do admit, I stood before
A mirror and beheld;
A phantom, what I truly saw,
And asked, in shake of dread,
If that was really I; fake although,
The reply betray'd "No":
How fast the life did flee! And how
Much long will I still go?
©️ N P Samal
With brandies, and soft drinks,
And carried along each day and night
On round and round my swings.
Up from bestriding the big cats and lions
To sailing down the creeks,
From frolicking at cascades to
Beholding from the peaks;
Dictated have I, predated have I
By grit, by my conceit.
Many a promise have I made
To break through the limit.
All o'er the land, the sky, the sea,
Like the Ruler of The Three,
I've look'd down upon others --
Entirely all and sundry;
The time of present never moves
And death will never be;
And, so, no heed to the future,
I have glorified me...
Today, I do admit, I stood before
A mirror and beheld;
A phantom, what I truly saw,
And asked, in shake of dread,
If that was really I; fake although,
The reply betray'd "No":
How fast the life did flee! And how
Much long will I still go?
©️ N P Samal
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