I am in the mood for a guest post today! Introducing the new poet on the block - my daughter, Tara, who wrote this lovely poem three years back. I discovered it in my system only a month back and was amazed at the expression. Must have read it a hundred times since then!
ODE TO THE SOUL
Drown in the river,
Oh soul of mine
Quench your thirst.
Be thou but a small
Harmless self that
Touches the heart of one
That is rendered homeless.
Be thou a leaf
That dances to the tunes
Of Mother nature
Whose cradle is
As much yours as another’s.
Be thou, silk worm
Whose selfless sacrifice
Yields clothing for heartless people
Who don’t understand life’s worth!!
Be thou a river
That flows through ages
Forever, endlessly
Carrying with you
The freshness and calmness
The very essence of life.
Be thou a ray of light
Whose beam lights up
One’s heart which
Had once lost the life and zest.
Be thou the trees
Whose shade revive
The life of many
Sweet, sweet little birdie.
Be thou a wall
Whose power one cannot penetrate
When cruel yet pleasing thoughts
Enter one’s mind.
Be thou the pen
Which writes down
What I say.
Be thou , the home of people
Be thou, the home of hearts.
BY
TARA
SUDHAKAR
(16
YRS)
