Ratnakar Mandlik Poems
A L O N E
Man is mortal and death is certain
So my beloved remove all the curtains
Hanging between you and reality
My boy mind well, it is your duty.
As a kid you belonged to your parents
Youth is for the better-half apparent.
Throught life as a fool you behave often
Trying to form & maintain motley relations.
Being badly in love you hoard money
Not as a means but as the end ultimate
Which automatically gives you agony,
Deprieving you of contentment sovereign.
Whatever you own in the tiny span
You often fell something's absence.
Though being wealthy...
Once I told a cloud
Not to make sound loud
For it you are not allowed,
In time you have to rain.
I had to tell too to my mind
Not in the milieu to be blind
To accept reality you are bound,
Letting thy notions to drain.