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Call From Above

Umesh is a freelance writer contributing his creative writings on varied subjects in various knowledge and educational sites in internet.

Preface

Life is a long journey starting from childhood to old age when one is simply waiting for death to come and take one in its lap for the next journey to the unknown destination known as heavenly abode. This is a short rythmic poem where different phases of life and their relative spans have been presented with poetic ease. Readers might find their reflections here snd there but that is not intended by the author. This is a sequence through which we all go involuntarily.

Call from above

Childhood, the age of innocence,
Full of parental care.
That is the age of freedom,
Nothing to lose, nothing to fear.

Saying good bye to childhood,
And entering the young age.
Feeling of love and desire,
Beginning of a lifelong maze.

It is natural to feel so,
As often young ones aspire.
It is the age of adolescence,
Which actually they acquire.

The longing and the ecstasy,
The separation and the meeting.
The thrill of finding one's love,
Waiting, anxious, and pleading.

Adulthood is a longer phase,
It does not end so easily.
Love may fade, lose its charm,
Young age continues meekly.

Then we enter old age,
Searching for love and care.
This one is quite different,
It is actually to live and share.

The desires convert to affections,
The indulgences vanish in air.
Life becomes more spiritual,
Nothing to gain, nothing to spare.

Waiting for the music of death,
Under the umbrella of love.
That is the end of life,
Is it a call from above?

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© 2020 Umesh Chandra Bhatt

Comments

bhattuc on September 04, 2020:

Rose, you have mentioned the heavenly abode in your comment so nicely. Appreciate.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 04, 2020:

Wonderful poetry. I find that it is my faith that gets me through every day and that I know all my days of life will eventually be rewarded on the other side and I will get to see those who have been lost to me. This makes me do all I can to enjoy life down on earth so I can then look forward to living up above.

Bhattuc on September 04, 2020:

Jay, thanks for your visit and also for your thought provoking observations. Yes, you are very right that many of us believe in spirit and in India we have a strong belief in spirit and Indian scriptures and religious literature talk of that much at various places as well as detailed theories of same are postulated. But today we have a habit of testing everything on scientific levels and so far concrete experiments and evidences are not there to accept that logically and rationally. At the same time individual experiences are also there which we can not ignore. So quest is ongoing.

Jay C OBrien from Houston, TX USA on September 04, 2020:

Does life begin at birth and end at death? Religions postulate that we have a spirit which lives on. Some religions say we are a spirit both before and after life on earth. The spirit is everlasting. Near Death Experiences indicate we have a spirit. What do you think?

Bhattuc on August 31, 2020:

Bill, thanks for your prudent observation.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on August 31, 2020:

Loved your poem. I can say for sure that my perspective about life is much different now, at seventy-one, than it was fifty years ago. I would hope that I am wiser now and more understanding.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 30, 2020:

Rajan, thanks a lot for your observation.

Rajan Singh Jolly from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar, INDIA. on August 30, 2020:

Short and powerful poem noting the different phases and thoughts in one's life journey.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 30, 2020:

Dora, thanks for your nice comment.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on August 30, 2020:

Thanks for recording life's journey in a way which is not easy for all to express, but to which we can all relate. Good work!.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 30, 2020:

Lora, first of all I earnestly thank you for your visit. You have made such an elaborate observation on my small poem that I am simply amazed. You are a kind soul.

I feel sorry for the losses that you mentioned in your response and I feel sad about that and hope that the wounds would heal sooner with your engagements in the creative world of writing.

As you rightly pointed out that we do not realise these things early in our lives and that is evident when I churn out this little piece of feelings in my mind now when I am in my sixties.

Anyway, I wish you a more successful time in your onward writing journey and wish you stay blessed.

Lora Hollings on August 29, 2020:

Your poem takes us through life's stages, and these stages as they relate to our emotions and desires. I, particularly, liked the last part of your poem about old age and what is most important to us at this time. Having lost my parents, a sister, and one of my dogs recently to old age, I would say that these events have really made an impact on me. They made me realize just how mortal we are and how quickly time passes! As your poignant poem, points out- that desires convert to affections and indulgences vanish in air- this is very true. I've been around the elderly, and they have a wisdom that eludes most of us for the majority of our lives, sadly. They just want to listen to others, give them an affectionate hug, and to relate to you that it is our relationships that give life it's real value! If we could realize this when we are younger, how much more rewarding our lives would be. When it is time for us to leave our lives behind, I think it is a call from above. Thank you for sharing your deep reflections on this topic, Umesh, beautifully expressed in your poem.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 29, 2020:

Nithya, thanks a lot for your nice comment.

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on August 29, 2020:

A great poem, every stage in life has to be cherished and every moment lived to the fullest until the final call. I feel life has got its own pace, don’t know what’s going to come next.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 28, 2020:

Linda, thanks for your nice expressions. Stay blessed.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on August 28, 2020:

Your poem is an interesting look at life and ends on a hopeful note. Dying under an umbrella of love is a wonderful thought. Thank you for sharing it, Umesh.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 28, 2020:

Lorna:

Thanks for your encouraging comment.

Flourish:

Happy that you could have some takeaway there. Thanks.

Vandna:

Namaskar, thanks a lot for going through my humble attempt.

Eric:

Thanks. You have summarised it so nicely. Highly appreciate.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on August 28, 2020:

This is real good. It gave me a peaceful easy feeling. I have the pleasure of cherishing people in all these stages. I like my stage right now but look forward to older.

thoughtsprocess from Navsari (India) on August 28, 2020:

Namaskar Umesh Sir,

I enjoyed reading it. You have beautifully woven different stages of life in

this poem.

FlourishAnyway from USA on August 28, 2020:

Your description of life’s journey is interesting, as we travel from the comfort of our parents’ home to old age. If I had to do it again, I’d have even more fun in my teens and 20s. Those are the times I think about fondly.

Lorna Lamon on August 28, 2020:

I enjoyed this poem about the stages of life. I feel that as we journey through each connected stage, we lay the foundations for the next stage. You have captured these stages beautifully within the lines of this poem Umesh.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt (author) from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 28, 2020:

Liz, thanks for spotting my poem so quickly. And also for the lovely comment. Stay blessed.

Liz Westwood from UK on August 28, 2020:

This is an interesting summary of the different stages of life, well transferred into a poetic medium.

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