Wednesday, May 19, 2010

'THE' Sun

I am The sun
Giving Light to the dark...
Burning in and out
Giving energy to earth and its beings...
To my family and for whom i am alive

I am the Sun dying with thirst...
with the burning sensation
So I give water to the clouds
so that they quench my thirst..
Instead, the clouds, my dear ones
Form a wall between me and my earth
and give the water away...
to the trees, to the animals
and to all save me...

I am the sun
the water doesn't reach me...
and i look in the hope
to receive just one drop

a single drop would be a blessing enough for my soul on fire
Waiting for it to reach me some day..
One day will come when I, the Sun,
tired of my daily routine.
Will surely burn myself up and die away...
But i know, in my place,
a star will come and brighten my family
and in all's heart would it stay..

Here in the end
I lift my ego and humbly I say
I am Sun. only sun..
and I pray and pray..
to god to spare me Of my past deeds
being scorched incessantly..

I wish that God comes with open hands
and in his cool arms HE takes me away...
In his lap when I lay
my night would end
and it would become my brightest day..

4 comments:

  1. Aage aage dau jare, pachhe hariar hoy...../Balihari ta birakh ki, jad kaaTe fal hoy

    ~Kabir~

    This is a strange jungle, the wood-fire goes on burning ahead turning the trees to ashes and behind it, the jungle becomes greener...I am sacrificed on the tree which gives fruits only when it's very root is cut off.

    I can feel your writings...

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  2. my best wishes for u.. u have great potential shruti.. keep it up

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  3. Its very well written ... simple and thoughtful. It reminded of my grandfather ... He too wrote poems... just the same writing style as yours :)
    Keep it up!

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