Why again? Why again?
Time and again , I have
Risen from my ashes..
And watching me ,you,
My sad little human, you’re
Fooled to think ,this
Is a blessed rebirth!
Know you what it is to
Burn your own being?
With it, I wish I could
Burn away my sorrows
Sins of the past million births
Tears, which welled up when
All my little ones flew off.
I wish I could burn away
All those lonely years
The age old thoughts ,from
The day, when time was born.
I wish I could burn away
The memories of those
Splendid falls and caverns
For there is nothing new
For me to see !
I wish I could burn away
All my songs, for there is
nothing new for me to sing!
And now, look at you
My little human,
You take birth with a
Promised closure.
You don’t know when, but you
are given
one-nevertheless.
And I, born before time
Lives on and on
Again and again
Singing this lone lament
I tell you-what you call
Eternity ,is nothing, but
An unwanted existence.
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