Golmohur Smile

I should have cried much before There was high temptation to remain alive Even in the big preparation for death. On the other side of the window In the modern city's lighted geometry The heavily flowered Gulmohur trees were being felled Oh! I should have criedmuch before! I could see the sad reflection of a little smile on the lips of flowers I was arranging them in my conscious and subconscious mind Out of attachment Like the thoughts capture you in the tragic end of a drama. All the vacant space of my inner being Was filledwith anger and sorrow Oh! I should have cried much before ! In the brightness of electric light The insects were appearing like known peoplefrom previous birth Their language has become worthless by now Morning was amply lighted The soft stream has washed away every thing Oh! I should have cried much before.