THE BRIDGE

On a dark, dark bridge,

In the midst of night.

Two figures stood,

Fates Intertwined.

One a new Father,

Alight with Life.

The other a Widower,

Overcome by Strife.

 

“My Congratulations”

Mr. Strife dulled,

Suddenly beckoned

By the River’s slosh.

“Thanks, kind Sir”

Mr. Life returned,

Gaze transfixed,

But by his watch.

 

“Got’ta get back

To the Fam’.”

Life smiled,

Turning away.

“Just do me this,”

Pleaded Strife,

Looking up

Desp’rately.

 

“Hold them tight,

NEVER let go!!

Show your love;

Respect also.

What Life hath

Brought

Unto you.

Life hath

Power to 

Undo.”

 

Life Mulled on this,

For a second or two.

Nodded briefly,

Then he pursued.

The Hospital Path

Where the Mrs lay.

With a bundle of joy,

In the Nursery

 

Strife Alone on

Fate’s Old Bridge.

Hoping Life would

Heed his binge.

As the Deep Waters,

Called him Forth.

The Stage of Strife

Curtailed in

Froth.

 

-M.Babu-

Author's Note

Live, Laugh, Love, Respect

Reviews

[Sleeping Maiden]

Wow. I really love how you write. Very unique here. Deep and makes me think. =) The picture sets the feeling already. I like that it fits your poem. Nice advice in this piece. Life is too short. We need to cherish life as much as we can even with the bad, we need to keep moving forward and keep our head high. =D This was quite inspirational. Thank you for writing this. Simply wonderful. I love these lines the most:

"What Life hath

Brought

Unto you.

Life hath

Power to

Undo.”

[Cheyenne16]

this is a very good writing:)

[Coyote Poetry]

A lot of good wisdom in the poem. We can't allow life to steal all our joy. I like the words that were shared and passed on in the poem. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Sukriti Suki]

this is good...very good.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Much respect on a great poem my friend.