The Sentinel
He wakes when the world is dead
His own world awaits whom he left behind
With only the hollow darkness ahead
Just to feed his family on his mind
His own world awaits whom he left behind
With only the hollow darkness ahead
Just to feed his family on his mind
Neither plead nor commit a crime
He resorts to a profession taxing on him
Sleepless nights and rare family time
Night leaving its color on his eyes' brim
Safety for self or a safe haven for us
A dilemma that may cost his entire life
Chilling moonlight or amidst gushing dust
Anxious for me more than his own wife
A dilemma that may cost his entire life
Chilling moonlight or amidst gushing dust
Anxious for me more than his own wife
Listens to my crib while I miss his salute
A daily offering he pays without a blink
With concern for his child but no refute,
What I give in return, makes me think
A daily offering he pays without a blink
With concern for his child but no refute,
What I give in return, makes me think
He gets much 'more' than a scanty wage
A blind eye to his war with last night's rage
An ignored heroism while I was fast asleep
A onerous battle with fear, given no heed
A blind eye to his war with last night's rage
An ignored heroism while I was fast asleep
A onerous battle with fear, given no heed
A usual suspect for a crime in vicinity
Beating around the bush while disposing his duty
All this just to feed his hungry clan behind
With a modest wish to see his baby shine
To elate those anticipating eyes of his wife
When he brings home few pennies worthwhile
With a modest wish to see his baby shine
To elate those anticipating eyes of his wife
When he brings home few pennies worthwhile
He doesn't speak but his eyes do demand
Just a bit of respect rather than reprimand
A dignified life is all he aspires
Not a lavish life till he retires
Just a bit of respect rather than reprimand
A dignified life is all he aspires
Not a lavish life till he retires
Today when I'll see that wrinkled face
In the evening upon reaching my base
That ripped uniform, that dangling lace
In the evening upon reaching my base
That ripped uniform, that dangling lace
Preparing himself for another darkness
I vow to greet him before he does
Every morning and during dusk
It's just a gesture that will help him boast
A man denied dignity will haunt me the most
Every morning and during dusk
It's just a gesture that will help him boast
A man denied dignity will haunt me the most
A salute to u for bringing such masterpieces of urs in light, for the depth of ur imagination and filling colours in it by giving it a name and letting us also realize the misery of people living around us, who are usually ignored by us somehow, while remaining busy in our day to day lives. Thanks for another gr8 writing and I eagerly wish to see the next one soon. Once again the word is "Amazing"👍👍
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and deep thoughts. Keep sharing. Great !...harpreet
ReplyDeleteBrilliant effort. Keep up the good work!
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ReplyDeleteBeyond Imagination
ReplyDeleteIt's like christopher Nolan has written Smthng.
A true piece.. Expained wd beautiful words.. Big thumbs up ��
ReplyDeleteYou have shredded emotions here. Every word of this matter is worth acknowledging. Gr8 piece. Looking forward to more. Keep it up
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