Bishnupada Sethi Poems
|81.||Where Is My King?||8/31/2016|
|82.||A Lone Traveler.||9/2/2016|
|83.||My Beloved On My Shoulder.||9/9/2016|
|84.||Here Is A Message||9/10/2016|
|85.||Surge Of Memories||9/17/2016|
|88.||The Convoluted Road||12/8/2016|
|89.||I Wish To Know||12/10/2016|
|91.||Life Is The Greatest Gift.||1/8/2017|
|92.||I Have Become Immortal||1/15/2017|
|96.||Nothing Unusual -new-||9/13/2017|
|97.||Give Me My Bicycle -new-||9/15/2017|
|98.||Daughter's Day. -new-||9/24/2017|
|99.||Fairy In The Garden||6/18/2010|
|100.||Just A Walk Away||9/5/2017|
I love you;
She loves him;
Everyone is in love
with some one or other.
At times, I wonder
if there is some one who is living
that there is none, he could love,
and still he lives.
As I seek an answer
to the query in my imagination,
I ponder over another question
if there would be enough of air,
water, food or care
and other elements
that sustain our lives;
and for as long as
the civilization exists,
without the currents of love
flowing between the people,
of different places and times.
Some one ...
I extend my arms.
Unknowingly, I go back
in time and space.
I feel you standing near
and hear the soft words you speak,
as if, a shower of fragrant flowers
dropp over me mercifully,