Then Mood Changes - Poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
This world is strange
strange at least to strange
Always I am stranger
born with ring of Saturn
my innocence, my silence
my natural thoughts,
natural ways never fit
into world artificial
So sometimes with new ideas
If I am active... then over active.
I need to introspect and retrospect
If passive more passive than a corpse.
I have to learn.. then I forget to earn
not caring for losses or shame
not caring for opinions I rush.
Foolish I am, misfit
but Someday I find where I am fit.
Mood half yearly change.
Modified approach, experimenting on own.
I am playing here like a child
let divine in me prove
why I am here
where I have my place.
I remain stranger no matter if to others
but strangely I remain stranger to myself..
If not why need introspection
why need retrospection
If I never change?
That I. laugh at myself with frozen tears
I smile with great satisfaction of moving like Earth with Sun
Two equinox yearly two days of sorrow and happiness equal
with eclipses, auroras, clouds, breeze and storms
Volcano eruptions, quakes
Then mood changes
Changes when there is no other go!
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