Nothing matters more than your words I attentively listen
Full of meaning and soothing to the ear they are, my friend.
If I had not possessed a body, I would have surely missed
All things created and operating this world for very long.
The emotions I battle with they affect my life rudely shake me
I would not have known happiness and pain but for my body.
My body is not me, a person in the crowd confided truthfully
Then which part of me is I will somebody tell me here and now.
Does Darkness descend or ascend or ever spread unevenly? No.
It exists and stays the same all the time until dispersed by light.
O, Ravi, the train to catch has come and gone, you've missed it;
The platform on which you stand will not support now, leave it.
Good words in fact insightful. We need to understand truth and move on. Thank-you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant poetry unfolding queries and fascinating images about love and life. Thanks, Sir.