Monday, 6 July 2015

ARTIST

YOU THE CREATOR OF THE NATURE,
YOU FRAME THE WORDS OF THE PEOPLE,
BUT, WHY YOU SHED YOUR TEARS IN MINIATURE ? ,
WHY FRAME YOUR FALSE LAUGHTER ?
BLOWING BY THE WINDS, YOU WASH THE LEAVES,
WHY YOU DON'T BOTHER TO LOOK AT YOURSELF ?,
YOU HIDE YOUR QUALIFICATIONS,
INSTEAD OF YOUR FALSE LAUGHTER.
THE NATURE GREETS AT YOU TODAY,
THE CRIMINALS SHED TEARS FOR YOU,
THE CHAMPS PLANTS TREES ON THE WAY YOU GO,
THE SKY CRIES BY RAIN,
THE SUN DRIES IN PAIN.
OH MY ARTIST ! ARE YOU THE SON OF GOD ?
CONSUMING DARKNESS, YOU GIVE US LIGHT,
PIERCING THORNS, YOU CLEAR YOUR PATHS,
ARE YOU THE ARTIST, THE WORLD GREETS AT.
--ARGHYA SAMADDAR
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