why will u worry
when i kneel before you
and you push me away
telling me about the wind
and the clouds
that have to shower their blessings
on a land in which banks of river do not meet
i must remain here
waiting for your attention
and you must focus O kali !
on the fairy tales
that tide of a sea are telling
how brutality of yours has been beatified
why should u let me bow and be close to your bosom
the beats may tell
all the wavering you go through
when u maintain the facade of your indifference