| ONE, ALONE IN THE CITY, EARTH ALL THE TIME -- DAY, NIGHT SEEKS MEANING OF LIFE, TRUTH -- THESE PATHS WHICH ARE LONGER THAN ANY LIFETIME HAVE NEVER BEEN SEEN ANY DESTINATION TO REACH DARKER THAN MOONLESS NIGHT THE WELL OF LIFE DRAWS SMOKE INSTEAD OF TEARS FROM HIS UNSHELTERED EYES ONE, ALONE HAS LIVED MANY LIFETIMES AND ONE MORE YEAR LET SLIP THROUGH HIS FINGERS TIMELESS SANDS OF MEANINGLESSNESS, LIES NOW WITHOUT REASON TO LIVE AND INABILITY TO DIE COUNTS EVERY PASSING MOMENT AS A YEAR BACKWARD AND INSTEAD OF THE TRUTH YEARNS ONLY JUST TO KNOW HOW LONG ONEALONE |
(This poem was written in response to a greeting which I received on my birthday. Some lines were inspired by Gulzar's 'Ek Akela Is Shehr Men') |
ramesh gandhi