Thursday, January 8, 2009

New Punjabi Poetry

The Dry Leaf

A Dry Leaf
Falls
Flutters
Slowly
Along the breeze...

Whither the dry leaf
It knows no hurry...

The dry leaf
Will softly descend
On the bosom of the river
The river also is in no hurry
To join the sea...

The dry leaf
Will quietly descend
On the body of the trodden path
The path is in no hurry
To reach its destination...

The dry leaf
Drops
Drifts
Slowly
Along the breeze..

Whither the dry leaf
It knows no hurry...

The dry leaf
Has memories infinite
Of green trees
Of fragrant flowers
Of melodious birds...

The dry leafs mind
However knows no burden...

It falls
flutters
rhythmically
with the breeze...

The dry leaf observes
The fresh sprung grasses
The brand-new green nature

Its mind however
Is free of burden
For the dry leaf is
An intuitive knower...

The dry leaf is
The Buddha incarnate...

In the dry leaf
Will merge one day
All these
Rivers
Grasses
Oceans and
Busy pathways...

Whither the dry leaf !
It knows no hurry
This dry leaf...

4 Comments:

Blogger Flowergirl said...

I was looking for a poetry for one of my photograph named dry leaf and landed up here.

Though the photo doesn't fit exactly into this poem, the poem touched me a lot.

I tried to relate a dry leaf to life and I find that is what is done in this poem too ..

Nice one .. thanks

Cheers

September 30, 2009 at 12:47 AM  
Blogger Cool said...

bahut khoob .....

April 7, 2011 at 10:43 PM  
Blogger KANG Gurpreet said...

Awesome. Its simply great.

Have a look at my blog too:

www.beauty-of-sadness.blogspot.com
www.urgency-of-change.blogspot.com

April 21, 2011 at 3:12 AM  
Blogger Pawanjit Kaur said...

nice...
Surinder Singh

Sikhism

September 2, 2013 at 3:40 AM  

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