Inspiration
I am watching a skylark
flying skyward.
It's famous for its song.
I am sitting here, on the top of a wall, and
thinking........
What is my actual liking?
I have spent too much time with my colleagues.
I have had my periods with relatives.
I like very much some of them.
But, Alas! I am still the same.
Whatsoever, now, I am watching a tiller.
He spends his time to make us survivor (in this world) .
Many poets have supplicated prayer to God for them
as they are the bearer of living-flow.
But, I am not a tiller.
I want to do something similler.
I will do the second thing
which is needful for a human being.
I will teach the glorious and heavenly lesson to mankind.
Thus, I may become like the skylark, and then
I would fly thoughtlessly and hourly like the skylark.
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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