The din of the world-
High sounding words,
Arguments so defiant
Never ending fights
Different truths
Different faiths
So many hues
Never ending fumes -
I am right
I always lead thee to light.
You are wrong
You always lead us to thorns.
I have only one god,
You have too many gods.
Mine is not idolatry worship,
It is the only true worship!
My god is the only savior,
Your gods are all liars!
Follow my path to prosperity,
Else, you are in danger, I pity!
Thus the fight gets on,
The world is neatly gone!
Where is the consensus?
Too much limited to our senses
Sun is sinking in the West,
Birds are returning to their nests.
Hawkers are returning home,
A day’s labors are finally done.
It is falling night,
I am alone in the street.
Barking dogs answer the silence,
Beggars are dreaming of a pittance.
Ye, the never ending howling world,
Feel these solitary moments and reflect.
Stop thy intellectual warfare,
It won’t take you to human welfare.
Be silent and working
Be prayful and not scourging.
Life is not a limited course,
A rustling leaf can teach you enough.
30th March 2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem