I heard the other day...
sailing over the ocean waves, you reached and touched the blue sea horizon...
I heard the other day...
over the salt-sand long beech, you walked miles....and miles...
I have never been to the sea...never floated in the blue....
never kept my stare fixed on a flying winged kite...
The next day when you again go for a bath in the sea...please take me with you...
will you??
I heard the other day...
you, you and you..all together made a gathering
And you all talked about many complex puzzles...many words unspoken...
Why this running alone so secretively?
Why speak lone and live with self, for self?
If there ain't love..it's all alone...solitary...
Where will I find peace?
going where?? Tell me....
I heard that you all still dream...
still tell stories...still sing your hearts out...
People's life... and death..still bother you
Your love still blooms into a rose...
With a distrustful mind, I have come to you
and stretched my hands to you all for your alms...
I find only a vacuum within the core of my eyes
I don't find a dream filling me in the middle of the night...
Hence I have opened my lids to dream....
Hence I have come to you and stretched my hands to you all for your alms...
Hence I have opened my lids to dream....
