On my way...
On the road to his world......
Like a sage... Silent , unheard....
Away from the world....
On a voyage, undisturbed....
On my way I heard a roar....
"Wait, don't proceed ,
unless you have heard my elucidation ,
on why should you change your course,
remember you are my angel ,my creation ...
your contribution on my stage .....
before you take exit from my world....
take a little while....
think of the little cry....
you have no right...
to terminate this life that has just begun ....
let it blossom into a flower...
and to nurture this life is your role "
I took a turn ,my back towards the road ,
that led to his home ....
my lips pursed into a visible smile.....
invisible remorse ,unhappy though ....
but being an ardent admirer of his world I bowed .
I feel no pain nor it hurts...
Like a sloe I learnt to grow in to a fruit on thorny shrubs....
and wait for this life to take its own course and time...
when I shall lie engulfed in bright light...
until then neither I will complain nor peek into his home ,
I vowed !
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