I did not know
Where I was going
Some body sent me alone
To meet you all,
When I went
Every body was moving
I found the markets lonely
And the streets very empty.
I took a painful pang
Not for myself but for them
As I have two friends
To play with …..
One is my own beloved mind
And the other is our beautiful child,
Wow, a great poem. So true, we are never really alone. I like very much the wisdom expressed here. We bring our mind and our poetry wherever we go. Fantastic idea.
strong poem to read and think................. i like it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Inspite of loneliness and emptiness, a poet or a thinker, extract something useful from the uselessness of the world, that in terms of pangs