Ramdas Bhandarkar (04-02-1958 / Madikeri)

Someday you have to go alone,
Alone you came, bear handed,
Went and came bear handed
Million times,
Still that remains strange,
All that I know, everyone has to sleep alone,
Wife or child, pet or flowers,
No one to sleep with,
Family or friends
No one to laugh with,
No one to talk with,
No one likes to come with!

Not even the body and mind,
Not even the intelligence and reasoning,
Not even the money or mansion,
Not even that gold or pension!

Only look at that mortal scrap of the robot,
That played with ego,
useless and degradable food for
worms and germs!

Alone one will be on this journey,
even when one is in sleep or on walk,
One has carry his own cross,
On which one get crucified for,
Thoughts and Deeds,
one's own actions and Words!

That resurrect one back,
To suffer or enjoy once more!

Alone one was always,
Pushed away by waves,
Fall away ocean to shore,
Where once again that same cycle,
Playing with shells of dead mother of pearls,
Running here and there to food and shelter,
Cloths for this froth,
Working for home and looking for someone!
Dreaming in ignorance,
When thread of thoughts are torn,
One will be no where, no
Withered flower comes back,
Everyone moves with his own backpack,
Full with cause and effects,
no one ever born,
only born were
Matter and energy,
Time and space,
cause and effect,
One has to correct his own defects
For that defection with his own Truth!