Greeding Vultures In My Head Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

If fruitless should grow every goodly deed,
And if a pleasant song of soulful lilt
On melodious notes of pathos is built,
How long can sustain man's grand-standing creed?
For, as they say: knowledge alone won't do,
Let wisdom in life-long battles apply;
As willing head alone would seldom do,
Let it a set of willing hands supply.

If with all renounced heart I eat my bread,
If none whoso in world— alive or not—
I feel attached—not even my blood red,
Doubt if I can fill up my karmic pot!
With tenets of many a scripture read,
I struggle keeping vultures off my head.
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Sonnets | 02.04.09 |