Buddha
It was dark and grey when I saw you first time,
On a pitch black wall, you were drawn
Amidst others I was too
Waiting for a pinch of glance
There in the inadequate torch
Where its flames were watched
You were so calm and serene
As a baby in the cradle
Your eyes deep as a sea of peace
Oh! I wish if I will get a piece of it
Your hands raised in the sky
To give hope and life
You have understood truth and lies
We fail to even realize the wise
In the circle of vicious life
It takes courage to stand
But you O Buddha, stood still
Where we all have fallen in the veil
Hiding from ourselves
We can not recognize each other’s faces
We trouble, we kill, we burn
Still we survive and alive
Would I ever get the solace,
Which you preserved for eras?
Would I ever get a chance
to sit beside you my head on your thighs…?
I will sleep for ages then
Never to open and see this cruel game
When I was out of the cave
And seen the day light
I realized Buddha was inside
which we would never abide.
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