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.||Fairy In The Garden||6/18/2010|
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 ...
For I Am A Child
Not that I am unaware-
A castle of sand
made on the sea shore
will only last for few moments.
Yet I make them,
each time I go near the sea,
gathering sand on the beach,
bringing the sea water in my palms,