By Pramod Rastogi
I would love to live a life
In rhyme with the wise
To help our planet renew
Its heydays of yore,
When a child could dream
Of the moon as a football
And would need to just stretch
His hands to touch the ball.
I live in accord with visions
Built with imagination.
Tied to my wishful dreams,
I like to give nuances
To my fleeting clouds of hopes
With a sketch pencil that scribbles
The rudiments of my compositions
Eager to soar.
Clouds soar when winds are nigh.
The Oceans, the Earth, and the sky sigh.
I leave footprints of my own
At a languorous pace
To embrace our progeny
On the palette of my dreams.
I leave these footprints of love
That leave no trace and sound.
Pramod Rastogi is an Emeritus Professor at the EPFL, Switzerland. He is a poet, academician, researcher, author of nine scientific books, and a former Editor-in-chief (1999-2019) of the international scientific journal “Optics and Lasers in Engineering”. He has published over hundred poems in international literary journals.
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