Seasons of Life

This is a poem which describes the love of parents towards their children but how today's young generation betrays it.It is also about different stages of our life......

An old man sits on a bench thinking,

how like spring once in childhood he too was flowering.

               

                                                         Then came the most busy season of his life - summer,

                                                          Where he has no time to even spread rumour.

                                                           This was the most busiest part,

                                                           As this was the teenage years,when he have to learn science and art.

Then came the rainy season ,

when he had to do college and buy for his wife a nice mansion.

                                                          Then came his life's winter,

                                                          when he had to look for his children's bright future.

                                                          This was the most hustle and bustle part of his life,

                                                           Where he have to settle his children along with his wife.

Finally came the saddest thing,

When with his children he can no longer merrily sing.

                                                        He still remembers how he taught his sons to walk,

                                                        But none among them with him now talk.

                                                        When they were young he supported them,

                                                        But now when he was old none of them supported him.

He was abandoned by all of them,

Because he was now a burden for them.

He cannot control his tears,

remembering the cute scolding he gave to his children by pulling their ears.

                                                      He considered them as his support for his old age,

                                                      but now he waits for his last breath sitting on this bench of old age home...

Author's Note

I believe that as a 15-year old girl i can just motivate my contemporaries and all my friends to respect their parents and return the same love and care which they give us in our childhood in their old age............

Reviews

[annalysiar]

True...i raise my child strict, and hard and he is so wise beyond his years.
this poem has such a great line and format. Great write.

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing....

[annalysiar]

You are more than welcome. Your poem is eye opening

[Solar]

A very sad poem - that so much is given and so little is returned.

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing.. I really appreciate it a lot..

[Solar]

you are welcome Riddhi

[siddhi]

i know what to do now thankyou for your motivation

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing....

[siddhi]

my pleasure.............:)

[TheMalady]

Oh no... I feel like crying... Such the cycle of human life, truly beautiful, sad, frightening, and happy.

A poem that tells the story of a human. You really did great with telling each of the phases, though they are short, however one can already picture out the scenes well. This is really great! Thanks for sharing! :)

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing..I really appreciate it...

[TheMalady]

You're welcome! :)

[Riti Rajput]

A heart touching story is hidden in your poem... I liked the way you have written this poem... Keep it up.. :)

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing....

[Sari Segale]

sad and true! we don't honor our elders like other cultures do,thanks for writing this powerful poem at 15!!!! wow, good write!

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing..I really appreciate it a lot...

[terry smith]

i never understood why people treat an old pet better than an old person...wisdom is lost in every generation....thanks for the reminder :)

[Riddhi]

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[Akki]

hmm, Season of Life, Heart touching poem.
I like following lines especially than all that is,
He still remembers how he taught his sons to walk,
But none among them with him now talk.
When they were young he supported them,
But now when he was old none of them supported him.
So heart touching & the real fact of some others life.

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing..I really appreciate it..

[Akki]

Welcome : )

[Caitlin Washnock]

Oh my goodness... this was really good. I loved how you used the seasons to describe his life. Really well thought out and well written. Makes me think of when I get older, I'll be like that man on the bench. But still, I love this story, great job

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing...

[Neha Sharma]

I like the analogy between the seasons and the stages of life. Well written. Keep writing. :)

[Riddhi]

Thanks for reviewing...