The Zigzagged Paths Of Life/ Thank You/ Namaste, Namaste Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Zigzagged Paths of Life

I thought
Life would go this way
But went it not.

Now I a man of the paths
Sleeping on the footpaths at night
And taking to the way of life as thus.

Thank You

When said he, thank you,
Frankly speaking, I really felt it great
To be on the receiving end.

But today many say it not,
Thank you, thank you very much
Which I am but looking forward to.

Namaste, Namaste

A foreigner girl
When says she,
Namaste,
I just feel about the courtesy call
Made,
Namaste,
The tongue,
The pronunciation,
The people from foreign lands
And their cultures and expressions.