How Starnge Is The Way! Poem by Rajendra padhi

How Starnge Is The Way!



HOW STRANGE IS THE WAY!

We are our enemies
We don’t know our uncertain steps,
We flow like a river
Knowing not
A desert falls on our way,
We are allured of the fragrant soup
Nauseating to bring out life from soul,
We continue our frivolous search
Pearls are not on the shore,
The waves return
Leaving nothing on the sand,
We are driven off
Like cattle forest ward
Grabbing life in the turns
In our flight for grass,
Love is outworn of tinkling songs
Inaudible when no more in dreams,
Our steps take us far away
Vanishing like fish in a running brook,
We turn as empty as space
Murmur like flies spinning words of hate
Disillusioned from flowers with no nectar,
We feel like an orphan
Searching a home in icy rain,
Our steps so tangible
Rubbing our eyes we wake to see
Light endears not like falling tears
We are silenced in darkness forlorn.

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