The guileless heart of her.
Let her play in dust,
Do not snatch her childhood from her.
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Kabir
Haunted itGandhi,Mahatma GandhiSpinning the hand loom wheel for yarn,Haunted itTagore,Rabindranath TagoreIn writing GitanjaliImpacting themThe songs of Rama-RahimaWith his thoughts saintly.
Philosophy,
Has a philosophy,Philosophy to give.The philosophy of physicsMerging into the science of light,Cosmology, astronomy, astrology,The space as the vacuum beyond and around,The landscapes solitary.The philosophy of engineering to bridge the gapMan and Nature,To fathom the fathomless,To tame the untamable,The furies of Nature.The philosophy of maths is to interpretThrough numbers and calculation,To solve the the maths…
I am not a poet
In my bagIs a fact,If call I myself,How to prove it,Where the certificate ofRecognitionAs many question me,How to call you a poetAnd i say to them,Don’t call me?
To be religious is not to be blind
To be faithful and holyIs not to be conservative and orthodox.No religion is greater than humanity.
Bhai, fakir ko fakir rahane do.
Let a fakir be in his fakiri.Somebody asked me,Sir, what kind of fakiri, do you,In Modi?But what to say to you, my friend?I do not have the words to say,Answer,Just this much,Let a fakir be a fakir,Let a fair be in his fakiri.A fakir does not,Does not want for anything else,Neither diamond nor pearl, but,But…N.B.Fakiri,…
I do not know
Got the light from,The glowworm fascinatingWith its glow and glimmerGiving the star twinkleOf the starry night illusionsSo bespectacled and illuminating?