You Said On Your Poem by Gajanan Mishra

You said on your appearance
Sins disappeared. okay.

Tell me what is sin
Tell me who you are
Tell me what do you
Mean by appearance
And by disappearance.

I have no eyes
To see all these
I have no ears
To hear all these
I have no mouth
To express correctly.

And taking this opportunity
You are playing with me.

I know not which is lift
And which is right
I know not how to fight
Yet I live
Only forgetting everything
And I still pray
Forgive me as I know not
What is what my dear, here,
At this spot.