When A Philosopher Walks Poem by Pushkar Bisht

When a philosopher walks
Down the street,
He reads everyone's philosophy of life,

Why sometimes sorrow?
Why sometimes joy?
This question makes him confused a little bit

He has gone ahead
In search of answer
May be some day
He'll will get an answer from somewhere
That his journey doesn't go waste.

The whole universe is
Under his observation,
That has become his job
He likes his constant quest
Which gives him a great pleasure.