Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Endless Meadows--By Gopal Lahiri--India

Endless Meadows

All day long a voice carries an echo
One who lives once and can’t return
And there through the open window
Ascending the high-rise
The emerald green dreams float,
Cosset love into ears.

A new moment of truth and waiting
Day after day in cloak of white in winter
Leaping flames in night after night,
Grey clouds and refreshing rain dance
Leaving behind the emptiness and void
Across the brown fields, into the thorny woods

Keeping it to itself, not a word is ever said
about life and endless meadows.
Let us sing to the stroke of time, one soul
In the world in laps of the lofty mountain
To climb step by step, stone by stone
And conquer the heights.

Gopal Lahiri is a Mumbai-based poet, critic, and author with seven collections of poetry; one translation work of short stories of Israel, edited one anthology on poetry. His poems are widely published in journals and magazines from India and abroad. He is a recipient of the UK-based Destiny Poets’ Poet of the Year award 2015.


  1. Dear Gopal,

    A poem wit a lot of imagery, I enjoyed reading your work.

    Best wishes,

  2. A beautiful poem, Gopal! I love the imagery and the metaphorical meadows which we traverse in life. Regards // paul