Meaningless Dreams

I don't understand,
what I muse. The legacies were
very rich for a long meaning.

Beauty and love, l
will read the Gita. Then comes a barren
truth in between the lies.

There was no fever. Still
the winter does not go. The candle
burns but no light at feet. Only sorrow.

The poet has a rich heritage. He finds Beauty and love in Gita. There is no euphoria about it but it gives light to the world like a candle in darkness though there is only barrenness in India.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003