Angst – Breath of Life

a poem by Tesh Nair

Drifting streams, splashing waves
Unrestricted flow of life
Sharp bends, sudden twists
Surprises and shocks, rife.

Shed values, forgotten favours
In the fight for space.
All for nothing, but
Fleeting glory, passing praise.

Big plans, wide-eyed dreams,
Castles in the ninth cloud.
Little specks, lost entities
Amidst the maddening crowd.

Mountains of faith, solid hopes
Like chaff, blown away
By a little gust of wind
All lost and gone in a day

Renewed dreams, refreshed hopes
A new dawn begins
Till darkness and final sleep, yet again
The breath of life remains