Life: The Unending Game


Life: The Unending Game
‘Its 2-1’ someone cried
A man tensed and the other sighed
For a tick-tock,tick tock
With a smart service again
There started a new
Badminton game.

But what was more interesting
Than someone losing or winning
It was to watch the flight,
Of a small, feathery, cock white
It tumbled back from one court to other
With a hard shot,losing some of its feather.

And as the game progressed along
I started rythming with tick tock song
And my eyes moved in company
From here to there,and there to here
With this, I felt a little dreamy.

To my surprise
The dream was looking so real
Or if it was something philosophical
Just like the cock, moves our life
So free in between and so high
But then we get a hard touch
Of all the problems that trouble much
Still, its not over yet
We bounce back from our problems
Like a flying jet.

And this back and forth
Continues forever and ever
From hard luck to a good time
Its we, who still shine.

The philosophy ended,
The dream was interrupted
By a big round of applause
And I stood up, after a pause.
I shouted with a great joy
As my friend was the winner boy.

With the match, the excitement was over
And over was my dream world
Still I was staring at the cock there
Lying unnoticed in the court here.

And it seemed, as if it was too staring
At me and at the other people around
And speaking to all with an unnoticed sound-
“ No matter what you face along,
If its dusk, there will be dawn
Whatever may come to you, O’ cmm’on,
Life still goes on and on…..”

3 comments:

  1. “ No matter what you face along,
    If its dusk, there will be dawn
    Whatever may come to you, O’ cmm’on,
    Life still goes on and on…..”

    An impact of thought?Good thinking... Liked it ,buddy..a nice work!

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