Musing 154 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Lights emanate from human minds
Can not pierce the cauldron of loneliness
How prominent and cordial they may be.
Human minds rush towards the gatherings
Of faces assuring for back breaking the monotonies
Invite rather the clouds from desert for sharing thrists mutually
And sworn in the name of unity before the mute high hills.
Those accompanying someone towards the graves
Or providing winds to the broken fellow wings
Are destitute selves for urgent cares from the dead.