Oh, I Heard Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Oh, I heard
That sound.
But excuse me,
I can't say
What is all for
And how and from
Which directions
They came.

I know not where I am
And what I am doing here,
I know not who I am
And the relations with
All pictures and sound.
I know not where to I am going,
And where from I am coming.

Yet, I am here,
And I heard all the sound,
I see all the scenes,
I call all but
No one is listening to me.

The night is there as it was,
The river is flowing
But not as it was.
The men and women are living
But not as they were.
I want to ask the birds
So many questions,
But they are not available
Anywhere on this earth.