“You see it’s the moon; receiving the light from the everlasting ideas that we share as the humans, isn’t it. All right, here comes your next poem, the name of the poem is, ‘Why’ and it says:
With my most sensitive feelings and emotions
I could search no way to understand
Why only right, just and honest has to
Suffer; yes suffer for no reason,
I don’t know why people call these things
The virtue when they don’t respect it.
With my most sensitive intentions and thoughts
I could find nothing to comprehend
Why only good tender and compassionate has
To grieve, yes grieve, for just being so.
I don’t know why people call these things
The quality, when they don’t help it.
Perhaps, human weakness mayn’t
Become an excuse for it.
There is something harder than this.
Do you know it?
You mayn’t know.
If for whatever is common any way
Everyone is always the hardest to know.
Well, I mayn’t be able to tell you
What the reason is,
Yet, I’ve to answer it to myself.
To blame is easier than be blamed.
Moreover, it’s wiser to laugh
With others than laughing at others,
It’s easier to say then to do.
Well, I think I’ve something better
To say than nothing and yet to say
Something isn’t necessarily wiser than to
Say nothing.
Wait My Heart! Wait,
When I know the value of virtue and quality
Bhagouauty has given the greatest honor to
The virtue and quality on behalf of
All humans who are none other than
My own image in different mirrors of
The one life of witnessing
Always sets an example for us.
Now that I’m feeling like a unknown
Person in this world as if
I’m flying in the days and can’t sit
Just to feel that I’m a human.
Sad really I’m but nobody
Seems bothering for
I’m not important enough and yet
Miserable is the day when
I give importance to
My ego, echoing,
‘A poor heart in the universe’,
I wish to go far away from
My selfish and small wishes
And desires just because
I don’t want or wish to be disharmonious.
Annoyed I’m with myself and
Shameful I’m at myself but I’m living
Not because I should, but because
I’m sure the Creator hasn’t left me any time
As I live in my spirit.
Yes, I’m alive is enough to ensure that
Creator has hope in me even though
I mayn’t fulfill any
I may go far away, but one
Who is with me is always with me.
I may die but one will always be alive in me.
Worldly are the things, which I’ve said
The goals, needs and desires and yet they want
More time and sweat.
True it’s that I’m like others who
Died and are living and yet to come
However, isn’t false that I’ve to strive.
This striving is for honesty, goodness and sincerity.
Alas! I do fail to keep up but I’m
Glad that in my sadness I’m feeling God's help.
Unfortunately, a human loses many things
Not because of interest or wish but to be
As one is, yes you’ll lose or gain
Many things just because
You are what you are,
It finishes here. You see again, you’re taking everything seriously. You’ve nothing to lose if you just remain, as you naturally want to live. Isn’t it a beauty of being what you’re?” She looked at him.
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