Take the burden

And youRemained silent.What should I doI feared.Are not you mine?And I received no answer.

Give me Nobel prizeFor poetry, butBe sure, I am notInclined to receiveThe same, I knowThey know not ABCOf my life and theyAll interested toTailored all thingsAs per their wish.

And what is life?To get loveLife is here, true.But what is love?And what is dear to us?To get nearer to truthIs love.But what is the truth?And who is going toFrom where?Who is aliveAnd how?

In sleepingBut never see itAll like a machine.In shaping lifeIt has a great roleAnd you are the modelModel of your own.Something likeMadness is thereAnd dear it is inEverybody worry notStay crazy.

But smile,And see how you feel happyWith the recitation.Nothing to envy,Poetry is not interested inAnything with you.But stay not silent,So many things to utter.Say something and see,They are the nectar.For you,Poetry has a bigger picture.Open the door,And stoop over.

Am I not on this earth,Am I not in water,Am I not in the air,Am I not in your mind,Am I not in your intelligence,Am I not in your ego,Answer them openly,And find me there.The relationship,Still, not secured.Matter, still, rulesAnd feel presenceWithin and without.I am aloof.