reptilian remorse
of his life i share ,,
i tried to find god
in a temple
in a dargah
in a mosque
but could not
find god there
he was reflected
in the eyes of
this beggar ,,
cosmically
body soul
ensnared
god and
the beggar
both a unique
pair ,,he kept
calling out to
god ..overtly
hidden somewhere
people threw a few
coins thats what they
could spare ,,the muslim
skull cap covered his
disheveled hair ,,breathing
the dust of the road he was
gasping for air ,,darkness at
dawn he was living out his
unending nightmare ,,
than i asked the holy saint
is this why you call me to
ajmer .. oh saint of the poor
downtrodden needy homeless
your benevolence your bounty
the poetry of life as your domain
