It Is Fine To Say Poem by Gajanan Mishra

1.

It is fine to say
I am not aware,
Not aware of anything,
Awake though.
I exist and
I feel my non-existence
Here at this time.
It is fine to realize
This house, where so many
Persons my wife, my sons,
Daughters, grand-children
Are living with me, with
So many talks and stories,
Is no more mine.

2.

Early in the morning
I hear coo, coo, coo,
I know the sun is there
In the open field
With all colours.
Everyone is dancing and
Recitings their own poems
In their own ways.
I salute them all.
But who am I
I am pondering within.
The flowers in my garden
Are there to greet me
And I smile at their works.

3.

Nothing more to say,
As I am not wise,
I think I am nothing,
I am outdated.
And all are right
Besides me.
My words have no strength
To unite them under
One umbrella.
They are all deluded?
No, never, I don't think so.
Are they the product of
Evil wombs? No, never,
Who am I to think about that?

4.

I am okay,
Only I am here to
Give my blessings.
So long as I am here
I can give them
What are there in me.
I know my blessings
Will return them to right path.
But what is right path?
I know not so far.
I am in uniform and
I also know I am
Passing through multiforms
Still I wish all good, all fine.