When I Burnt Myself In Fire Of Truth! Poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar

When I Burnt Myself In Fire Of Truth!

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I never grew looking up,
aware of my roots are below ground,
I somehow grew absorbing best from soil,
Spite of the dawn, I like to sleep,
at end of the dusk i like to wake,
I am not nocturnal, but like moon,
A fortnight I spend with Sun;
another away from him!

Nature had given place to run and play,
All round to mountains, seas and Earth as whole,
With beloved's billion names to embrace,
everything, light and darkness are her grace
heights of sky; depth of ocean; heaps of snow on mountains
now not able to steal my view;
they though surprised me - I got solved it,
When I burnt myself in fire of truth!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelvin Owusu 24 December 2012

love the thought and truth in this poem, excellent work

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Gajanan Mishra 10 December 2012

good poem with truth. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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