Aman Saa (Assam, India)
Findings and Losings (Song from the Madman)
One day I opened a book and it happened that it showed me strange things,
said it there stays some love for me in you, , , ,
, , , , , Moments passed of mistaken amazement
for a little while later i realised that i the book was upside down when I opened it that day,
and that I opened it from the end.
Somethings how strange they are, best found only when lost,
sometimes even forever.
Some clouds have appeared as visitors over the sky of life.
And I watch a few drops of rain wander this way and that between them, ,
this way and that...
Those few drops I wonder must have lost their way
among the clouds which have appeared over the sky of life as visitors...
Lost is not always the destination which is reached through lost roads.
It does not fit the seasons to end the way they do...
Some letters of spring always remain incomplete,
and sometimes though complete without the address...
Some songs of autumn go unheard, , ,
some moments of winter remain unheld.
It does not fit the seasons to end the way they do.....
Someday if the road shows signs of no more, ,
the traveller often wonders what shall be the words of his last song, , ,
shall they mean that he carried a pair of eyes always in his heart
and that they never let him to be lone, , ,
Or they will be jus a mad man's song...
meaning nothing and yet about so many
findings and losings of life......
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