4 pawns and a die,
And that playful hustle-bustle.
6 jumpy players,
And that impish tussle.
2 sulky and 4 happy dice rolling tykes,
A game of chance, yet no gambling vice.
A 100 squares bestrewn with ladders,
A 100 squares bestrewn with adders,
Reminders of the present life,
And the race of humanoid mice.
4 in the evening, ashore,
And that tranquil emotion.
4 naked fishermen kids,
And their freedom in motion.
4 sets of age-old toys of whim and fancy,
That bamboo stick and a rubber wheel.
4 circles on a wearisome move,
All 4 withered in every groove,
Reminders of age of innocence,
Eroded peel by peel.
5 comments:
'Reminders of age of innocene,
Eroded peel by peel.'
Beautiful!!!
Aah! Can more than relate to it!
And i can see u have indeed gained some 'Wisdom' :)
Superbly written...just loved the last two lines.
And does the number '4' here denote something ??
@radhika
thanks a ton. Always appreciate u taking time out.
@vidu
4 has no special significance, except a coincidence that this was composed at 4 in the night. :-P
thanks a lot!
This is pretty much in line with a discussion we had outside a restaurant in Seven Bunglows (I dont know if you remember).
'Poetry was missing that night,
thanks for writing this and
bringing beautiful memories in sight.'
@Devesh... oh i remember the discussion... tho i never wrote it thinking about that... it was inspired by a sight similar to described in the poem!! Thanks!! :)
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