Not seen around
Wednesday,9th December 2020
Everything was available
but we failed
to notice even
and ran after illusory scene
it was unseen
the light of divine
with naked eyes even
the role of humanity was forgotten
I feared shadow
and allowed
the false scene with fear complex
the problem was perplexing
if it makes "hearts of stone"
then everything has gone
in wilderness
for us to witness
how can one get inspiration?
when there is no regard for humans,
the happiness that is really around
it is never found
it is a hopeless search,
that can never allow us to reach
it will keep you starved
and that shall never be observed
Dr Jadia Hasmukh
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem