Poem: I Saw A Still Life, My Journey Till Date..

I saw a still life

Just a little while ago,

Into the jostling world I came crying,

I seem to miss a still life,

When I was inside the womb it was peaceful and quiet

I saw a still life,

Passing by, away from me.

Of events from child hood into a teen,

And then when I became sixteen,

Hopes and dreams kept streaming by, 

Wishing to move fast and teeming high,

On the age I was unsure,

Oh Life!! it had brand new goals and dreams,

A life that had,

Vision of future and present it seems,

Life flew by, like a jet of stream.

With step by step into the hill abode,

Creating a castle of glass and snow,

The sparkling mansion of what I hold.

Some thorns, some blood, some hurt, Some hidden some shown,

I climbed the hill, a mountain or a  summit unknown.

I clinched to life with all my might,

Lost sometimes many and sometime a few,

Dreams some real some distant some hazy and forgotten,

I wished for time to stop and hold,

But it went as fast as a blink,

Time soar alot and a little.

I slipped, I stood, I stumbled in the middle,

Into the far future I one had seen,

Missing few pieces still in picture of my puzzle,

I tried to hold on with might as time flee,

Then one day the world stood still,

I saw a world, A still life in a painting,

Everything stopped, I wished once upon,

Too late to see how time flee without a shuddering,

All confined within the fear of a ghost or a ghoul.

No one safe, and no one could utter,

I saw a still life, in 2020

Where people seemed afraid of viral calamity

I pray for everyone else's safety.

A world that seems to have lost its humanity,

I saw a world in cages, but I saw a reality,

Amidts the stillness, amidst the silence,

Only a hope could light abyss full of darkness,

Faith a vessel and a messanger of brightness,

In isolation, secluded and in unknow harshness,

Doctors, angels and soldiers of kindness.

I saw sanity, love compassion and safety,

Some confined but still not bind,

Just to help, they risk and some went,

I stood still just like many have done before me,

It too looks like a still life painting,  

Instilled with colors of compass and are like blessing amidts crisis,

I saw a still life

I did see it it seems.

My Journey till date....

To be Continued 🙏

Original poem by Tanuja Murab. It's my attempt to account my life experiences. Hope you like it🙏