A Fool Poem by C. P. Sharma

A Fool

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I write no poetry
I sing no prose
I simply quack 
Like balcony crows

I was divine
I am born a fool
I am ascetic
Know not my school!

I crave freedom
Slave of desires
My clay mold
Me backfires

In utter confusion
I make noise
Foolishly play with
Perishable toys

A Fool
Thursday, May 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,poetry
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 05 May 2016

Thanks for this lovely little poem. Pleasure to read and leading one to introspect for self-realisation: I am born a fool / I crave freedom / Slave of desires

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C. P. Sharma

C. P. Sharma

Bissau, Rajasthan
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