Why did I create such situation?
What was need for its continuation?
Did I ever think over it and went for evaluation?
Was there no way out or escape route for solution?
I was staring at empty sky
There were plenty of questions and repeatedly asked why?
Was my head bowing down with shame or feeling with shy?
I was feeling lonely but had desperately went in to try
The sky represented me no answer as to why there remains emptiness
Why in its depth of vast horizons there prevails hollow calmness?
Is it presentation of calm outer face which is real sense camouflage?
There may be something which is not coming out even in rage
There is sudden spurt in movement with invasion of dark clouds
It looks as if there is exchange of swords with lot of thunders and sounds
Some thing will be shed from fierce fight much to the enlightenment of earth
The rain drops may shower on the earth and it may be considered worth
Did I commit any irregularity or any sin to bring disrepute?
Was it wrong on my part to deny any charge and refute?
Why am I being condemned for no fault of mine?
Will it serve any purpose for them and look very fine?
I am regretting now the decision of not towing with their lines
It was going all fine till I opted to resist and decline
It didn’t find any favor and invited open wrath
They were all after my blood and hell bent on granting me the death
I had done enough for the family and friends
There was no let up in efforts to take it to logical end
They were still up in arms with hostile reception
I was blindly following them in their words from the inception
They stabbed me from the back to give enough rude shock
The time ticked forward but nothing could be done to cloak
It has endless movement and everything goes as usual
Such type of betrayal is considered routine and casual
I had taken so much in the mind and felt badly
I had no other option but to sit and take it sadly
I was not prepared to buy the argument for favor
They were in my eyes criminals and traitors
I had nothing to feel ashamed of myself
It was fine gesture from me to help
They didn’t deserve it and sought reward
It did hurt my feelings and took me backward
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Why did I create such situation? What was need for its continuation? Did I ever think over it and went for evaluation? Was there no way out or escape route for solution? .. there is always ned to avert the crisis....10