Show Me The Road
N
Neela Nath Das
0
Altın Yaprak
Puzzled I traveled much
on the way of this
god-given path.
Sometimes, I pick
up the the thorns
unknowingly mistaking
them as the roses.
A kind of nonchalance
occupied me.
I feel same now
towards hatred and
smoky love.
The life I passed
is secure and right,
I don't need
choices to choose.
If there's any
better thing
waiting for me,
the road of poetry
it may be.
Show me the road
without being
a wall between
me and my sojourn,
I want to walk
on that way,
if you wish
you may stay
with me.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş