Rower

Updated: Sep 13

Writing about the life of a lonely rower, poet Santhosh Annabattula talks about how different people repay the rower when he drops them on the other shore before returning to his true home, the river water, until sunset. The poem “Rower” illustrates the feelings of a rower on a sunny day.

 
Cover Photo by Pankaj Tottada

I am a rower

Living by my boat

Paddling through life,

Wading through the waters

Sometimes rough, sometimes smooth

I carry people as my own

Some on the shore, some lost in the water

I take them to safety

To the far bank ashore

I carry them with care,

Listening to their stories

Cherishing every moment together

I row against the current

Against wind and storm alike

To carry people as my own..


When I leave them ashore

Some bid a fond farewell

Some just give me a smile

Some nod and go on their way

And some never look back

But I do what I do best

And go back to the waters

With thoughts like ripples,

Many people I meet

Yet I am always alone

As no one stays behind.

I am a lonely rower

Paddling through life

Without a shore to reach

As the ripples ebb away

I retreat into the sunset

After a hard day’s work.

 

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Credits

This contribution is photographed by Pankaj Tottada.

 

Product

This poem is available in paperback & ebook.




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