Plunderers You Are Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Plunderers you are- my senses,
And you are determined to destroy me,
I know in seeing, smelling, tasting,
Touching, hearing, desiring, willing,
And see me, still, I am alive.

Fortunately I know the truth
And where it is here in me.
I am cautious and I am driving my
Body-car in a smooth way.
See me, I am going to a better
Position day by day.

Neither any witch nor any tigress
Dares to catch me or suck my blood,
Here at any time and yet, I am plundered.