Ode to Dr. Kalam

Dancing with the waves of the mighty ocean,
Making paper boats sail for a living,
A brave heart looked up to the sky and wailed
“That is where I belong.”

Ardent spirit to explore the Cosmo,
He silently embarked on a journey to quench all curiosity,
Reached not the eighth; stood ninth
But not to be dissuaded again.

Time flowed together with his dream wings,
The nation was ready to be led by his flight,
To a crater so deep of scientific innovations,
Merging masses to the developed nuclear nations.

History christened him the ‘Missile Man’,
Ignited was every soul,
The vision 2020 has sprouted in the rough Indian soil,
She will pave her way to a Super power soon, O’ Bharat Ratna !

You never rested your weary soul,
Said never be hyper about the first success,
For censure will follow if you fail the second,
The credit amassed by fortune.
Your message:
Rest not a day in my memory
But work an hour more,
Young India is the maker of Tomorrow,
Power is all in those little fists and invincible minds.

You lived by your wishes: O’ People’s President
This is the final juncture of your sojourn,
Amidst your loved ones
The moment of your short, memorable Goodbye has arrived,
Tears drop from heaven, Adieu Dr. Kalam.