Poems by one of my friends who like the earlier one chose to be Anonymous. The poems are produced here after they were found on the back of an year old bill(receipt). It needs thought to understand the underlying subtlety.
And yet I wonder ….
I wonder what a thought is …
Is it something that I share with many.. and yet I feel like its not worth sharing..
Is it something that comes and goes as I look around..
Then, what would be a thought that comes and stays for a long time ..
Is it a dream ?I wonder what a dream is …
Is it something that I share with a few… and yet I feel like sharing with more..
Is it something that I want to happen.
Then what would be a dream that I need to make it happen…
Is it a vision ?I wonder what a vision is …
Is it something that I keep to myself.. and yet I feel like everyone should be a part of it..
Is it something I plan for and strive for..and as I do it others follow it
Is it something what leaders do ?I wonder who a leader is …
Is it someone whose actions are followed..
The actions that help the cause, the cause for creation…
Is it a Saint ?I wonder who a Saint is…
Is he the one who keeps the cause ahead of self…
Is he someone like a father who works day and night keeping his children’s cause ahead of self…
Isn’t it a regular common man ?And yet I wonder who a common man is….
- anonymous (1982 - still surviving)
Mai
Kutumb to sab maanas mere,
Ghar, dekha to har basera hai..
Sapnili is Rachna ke, rang bhi hai sab mere,
Kan bhi mera , kal bhi mere , raat bhi meri ek savera hai..
Swapan fir bhi hai kyo doharata …
Mai sab me hoo, ye sab mere….
- the same anonymous (1982 - still surviving)
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