I held the pole

Around my arms

And cried.

The pole, eyes filled with grief,

Looked at me.

After that I had cried

To my heart’s content,

I heard the pole speaking

To me in hushed whispers………

Cry not dear friend,

Look at me,

I am holding part of this roof,

Head always held high,

Crying not and despairing not.

You too are holding

Part of this sky

On your shoulders.

Crying solves not problems.

Stay focused on your responsibilities.

Come rain,come sunshine,

Come thunder, come lightning,

Fear not and cry not.

pramila khadun

6 thoughts on “I held the pole”

VijayNair February 4, 2017 at 4:12 pm

A fascinating dialogue ! A well-composed literary work.

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pramilakhadun Post authorFebruary 4, 2017 at 5:39 pm

Thanks dear Vijay for this marvelous comment, love it.

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Monika Ajay Kaul February 5, 2017 at 1:04 pm

Lovely..I guess, utterances well articulated. 🙂

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pramila khadun February 5, 2017 at 5:08 pm

Thanks my dear Monika for this beautiful comment.

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Anita Desai February 5, 2017 at 2:00 pm

Encouraging and reassuring lines. Loved it.

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pramila khadun February 5, 2017 at 5:09 pm

Thanks dear Anita for this loving comment, i love it.

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