My Question Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
My Question
That day
The sun was bright,
I asked it a question
With great enthusiasm,
But it did not answer,
Again that night
The moon was extremely calm and serene,
I asked it the same question with great emotion,
It also remained silent,
But why?
I could not understand,
Then I pondered deeply about it,
After a prolonged thought,
I found that my question was actually wrong.
Excellent. How many times do we strive with life when we're simply on the wrong page. 10
Glad you realised 🙂 some questions are better left unanswered.. Nice thought.
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5/5/2024 8:54:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It is most sensible to introspect when questions boomerang. Thanks for this 360* oriented conclusion.