Poetry
Once I saw a blind man smirking with satisfaction as he touched the rain drops with his hands.
Once I saw a mother loving her baby in the middle of a hustle bustle road giving no damn about the world.
Once I saw a father in a torn slippers buying a new pair of shoes for his baby.
Once I saw an insane feeding the dogs around him when others were laughing.
Once I saw a crippled man sitting in front of a mosque, rising two hands, praising his lord and saying, “Allah thank you for everything.”
Once I saw a rich man complaining about his life for not having the luxury he deserved sitting inside a colossal mansion.
I have seen a family starving for nights while I have also seen people wasting food on fancy restaurants.
I have seen kids striking the hammers hard to earn some money, while I have also seen privileged children got everything but love.
I have seen people sacrificing their lives for their loved ones, I have also seen those loved one betrayed them on their back.
I have seen people crave for love , I have also seen people refusing love just for money.
My nomad soul is never tired of all these experiences,
Rather I want more to put on my bag.
I am in a quest of finding the truth of life and
the journey is giving me lessons in every turn.
I have embarked on a voyage
with a broken heart and paranoid mind.
As I simply have opened my eyes and senses to observe the world around me
It rapidly changed and I can see the difference.
Now that I have become an explorer of the truth leaving behind all the insecurities.
What is life if we do not experience it?
What is life if can not embrace it?
Better we live, we live like we mean it.
We live like we love it.
Parheps, thus my dumb heart often whispers,
“I have not lived enough to die
But i Have died enough to live.”…
Shubhro Sinha
2022.
Shubhro Sinha
