Theme: Grief

To the Poet in David Ray

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I was with Sam
In the zoo
Playing with God’s plenty,
Unmindful of tomorrow.
The peacock heeded not my request
For a sacred feather
To adore the radiant smile
Of my Father!

I’m on the unending road
With a heart
That neither cries nor breaks
But bleeds
In the crashes and amidst crashes
And all hurling shouts -
Away! Out of the way!
I make desperate bids
To be on the safe clear road
But who allows?

I sit aside and wait
To see the working of the fate -
Elusive peace, jubilant wars,
Dumb prayers, agonizing poverty,
Shrouded in denials, disgraces
And degradation.

The same coat covers
My red silk shirt underneath
To accost and befriend
The glowing smile!


More By  : Prof. R. K. Bhushan

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