Who knows thou! sings the baul
his fingers struck the single chord
the solo of duality , he hums
in remnants of the grief stricken
some old souls, few shattered and broken
Oh ! does it require to be a tatterdemalion
or a ramshackle old pier
to whisper the tunes of eternal weather
while plays the
impulse of seeking the invisible
or knowing Him through
the world visible…
The rampant hunger and
lingering thirst arrives wherefrom
in the arteries of singing legends
is it necessary to be in a deplorable condition
to call and cry for
the cosmic creator!
why forgets the mind of many
bask who in sun of pleasure…
its going to be dark soon
whence shall it find the light for right direction?
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soumyav 