I interrogate
everyone,
Which category, your
soul belong to?
They are silent and
ignorant.
Why they speak loud on
the
Categories of caste, creed
and sex?
When there is only,
One life and one death,
Mysterious destiny
ahead.
We are mere puppet,
In the hands of god.
Where the strings are
Breaths anchoring us
tight.
We dance till the end,
On the master's tune.
Where life, death and
destiny
Are the only categories.
(This poem is the part of Anthology "Puppet on a String".
The pdf can is available on the link below
3 comments:
wonderfull... no words as m such a small 1 in frnt of u.. :)
beautiful lines:)
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