Who Will Burst, Bubble Or World? Poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar

O, traveller, you are not at any deadend,
The world of beauty is not lost,
The paradise neither gained nor lost,
Only you are a traveller,
Busy in going here and there,
Doing this and that,
Thinking changing scenes
changed by you

Standing below you say Sun to Move,
Clouds and birds to fly,
Sitting on the shore you order,
Waves to subside,
May be you are
Speck of a star, divine spark, yet look at all are same,
Who has to obey you,
Is it your body and mind obey you first,
Or the whole world?

Change yourself, watching your own,
The bubble when bursts,
Nothing going to change,
Look at the soap bubble,
All colours of rainbow found,
or look at the spreading oil dropp on water,
But when time comes who will burst, bubble or the world?