when i have surrendered already
why are u still asking whether i have,
is it that sinking ego has not reached the bottom,
when the leaves will fall and not rot
when the leaves will fall and not rot,
u may wonder
what is sacred about this spot
i wil not cry and wail
but the truth shall, even then, prevail
dont ask me, why did i not stop
the tears rolled by and heart still decided to hop
i am sure, you will understand it again
as you always did, whether it was drought or rain
when the reflections raised a doubt
every thing has become a suspect today,
no reflection is assured
of its sanity
why has this happened
is it because rays of light are impure
or is it that surfaces are corrupted
or that the air is polluted
when the detours of diehard river didn’t reconcile
when the detours of diehard river didn’t reconcile
what was not tallying
in the account book of
a time trader
i asked him, declare me bankrupt,
will that help you
tell me
i cannot pay back
all the debts that i incurred
when you were around
regardless
of the banks being dry or wet
waves settled or unsettled
following their own rhythm
why should we deny our fallibility
is not it true that
we are often too sure
of what we think, do, know and feel
but then have not we often faltered in doing so,
why are then we so sure