Witnessing Poem by Gajanan Mishra

You are here
Witnessing me
That I know.
Alongwith You
O my dear, the sun
The moon the sky
Air fire night day
Evening morning
All are witnessing me.

I know I am here
To live to believe
Deed and misdeed are
All mine
I am here not for discussion
But for examination the system
I am here for perfect
Mention of the discripancies
That are in regulative operation.

Sinful and sinless
No difference as You know
O my dear, let me hear
The exact modes of nature
Enjoyment and suffering
Are all but blackmailing of emotion
Life is in contamination
It is not good to say life
As peaceful or restless or foolish.