The Karmic Law Of Life
A Aniruddha Pathak
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I can't accuse snake were it to bite me,
Nor yet my boss blame if he were to fire,
If my pocket's picked sloppy I might be,
I might the cause be if my wife shows ire.
An act gets born in womb, a cause in lead,
And every cause has a cause in the root,
Karmic reckoning is a ripened fruit
Grown on a tree sowed by a casual seed;
A stray act we suspect rendered us harm,
Oft teaches a long forgotten lesson,
And could well be a delivering arm,
As it were of a courier in heaven.
It's logic more, much less philosophy,
Yet, ere I learnt, I was all of sixty!
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Sonnets | 03.03.07 |
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