Went on journey to find true song,
Hearing him felt pleasure, relaxed as monk,
may not touch mind, but should touch soul,
should play his aim or say his role.
Started my journey from city or town,
where only heard noise of people and
of car’s horn.
All the people here like robots,
talking each other in robotic manner,
thought of true song in town
like death of men and no
people mourn.
Went deep in town from small to small
and to large house,
even in the holes of ground where
only found mouse.
At last
“I came on conclusion here is not
present the true song”.
Then went in a hall
Filled with creaures,waiting for song,
exited to hear for which waiting so long.
I think here I achieved my aim soon
then all lights are off!
sign as entry of singer,
enters with a weaving of arm,
puts his hand on mike,
and grab it with his finger.
I watch him in hunger
and eagerly hear his song.
It is good but does not
affect my curious heart
lack some trueness, lack some soul.
At last
“I came on conclusion here is not
present my true song”.
Then I went in forest deep and long,
through trees and shrubs,
through nature’s belong,
along the river, narrow the creeper,
in search of song.
Here the birds,and the animals,
Even the insects,who can song.
It as good,pure as raw,
but still lacks love and affection
Oh! I fail again
This time again I was wrong.
Tired and exhausted sit near tree
then suddenly heard mother’s soft gentle song
to son to make him sleep
make me burden free and fresh as mint.
It was beautiful, but not like real song,
not so musical as the hall’s singer song,
it even touch my soul,
and vibrate inside me so long.
Anything you say with pure heart
become a song
pure love in it make
it a true song.
Now I understand what a true song,
for which I was waiting so long.
This is my journey’s end
With fulfillment of my quest
Now I go to sleep
by feeling my mother’s lullby’s dream.
May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 8:11 AM UTC
Went on journey to find true song,
Hearing him felt pleasure, relaxed as monk,
may not touch mind, but should touch soul,
should play his aim or say his role.
Started my journey from city or town,
where only heard noise of people and
of car’s horn.
All the people here like robots,
talking each other in robotic manner,
thought of true song in town
like death of men and no
people mourn.
Went deep in town from small to small
and to large house,
even in the holes of ground where
only found mouse.
At last
“I came on conclusion here is not
present the true song”.
Then went in a hall
Filled with creaures,waiting for song,
exited to hear for which waiting so long.
I think here I achieved my aim soon
then all lights are off!
sign as entry of singer,
enters with a weaving of arm,
puts his hand on mike,
and grab it with his finger.
I watch him in hunger
and eagerly hear his song.
It is good but does not
affect my curious heart
lack some trueness, lack some soul.
At last
“I came on conclusion here is not
present my true song”.
Then I went in forest deep and long,
through trees and shrubs,
through nature’s belong,
along the river, narrow the creeper,
in search of song.
Here the birds,and the animals,
Even the insects,who can song.
It as good,pure as raw,
but still lacks love and affection
Oh! I fail again
This time again I was wrong.
Tired and exhausted sit near tree
then suddenly heard mother’s soft gentle song
to son to make him sleep
make me burden free and fresh as mint.
It was beautiful, but not like real song,
not so musical as the hall’s singer song,
it even touch my soul,
and vibrate inside me so long.
Anything you say with pure heart
become a song
pure love in it make
it a true song.
Now I understand what a true song,
for which I was waiting so long.
This is my journey’s end
With fulfillment of my quest
Now I go to sleep
by feeling my mother’s lullby’s dream.
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