I Ain't Ready...
I ain't ready to reply,
Such a question which,
I don't want to be asked.
It's tough to answer
A person who's behind masque!
We, burn so many things,
In fire, but fire, never gets burnt.
From nature, and my parents,
I have had learnt.
Cherish I to be the flame,
To remain in a blaze.
Every wrath I'll turn to ash,
There won't be any rage.
I can't hurt the part of God,
As you are, thus I think.
Life is a mere story,
Which may end in a blink.
I beg light for all
Those souls who forgot to pray.
Lets borrow pure light,
From the sun's gentle ray!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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