How many of you
shall still remain friends,
And keep standing by me
If I start speaking the Truth,
If I start picking up the right path
And keep going along it?
What if I call spade a spade?
As the Sun rises
It repels darkness away
From the corners and the Zenith,
Each and every direction,
But never can it remove shadows-
Behind the objects,
Behind the scenes,
Behind the bars,
Behind the secret doors
of faith and religious beliefs,
and windows
ofbiased mind.
And for the purpose
A differentSun needs to rise.
Aspiring, yet associating,
Bright, yetcompassionate,
Cajoling, yet charming,
Not only on the East horizon
But over and above our skies,
Along and across our paths,
In and around the boundaries
Of our self-driven lives,
Within and through the walls,
borders and narrow corridors
of selfish designs, lusty outlooks
And ceaseless greed.
Subhas Chandra Chakra
29 August 2018.
THIS POEM IS BEST. I ENJOYED THIS POEM.SIR IS A GREAT POET IN POEMHUNTER.
Very beautiful poem shired sir. I enjoy this lovely poem 💯+++++
What friends would desert you? We choose our friends and if we have chosen friends that will turn their backs than how do they fit the definition of a friend? The blame is not in the actions of friends freely chosen but with us and if in fact this thing called truth is revealed will they not celebrate you instead and if not either true friends are needed or a reevaluation of what we deem to be true. Which is not the same as thinking we are right.
The reality with the degrading humanity well described in the poem.
Thanks dear poet for your kind visit and great words of encouragement.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For the purpose a different Sun needs to rise, true..a thought provoking write
Thanks dear Rini for the nice remarks. Thanks for visiting.