Blankness of thoughts drowns me <br />Brownish drowsiness misses colors, all around <br />Twigs and dry leaves heaped in feelings plenty <br />The beauty in new greens and splendor of <br />new day elude me. <br /> <br />Somewhere, in my heart it gives me a dryness; <br />Of which, I never enertained anything glorious, <br />Still it pains me, somehow, when I hear the eulogy <br />From quarters unexpected and from depth of hearts. <br /> <br />Such was his vision, mission, passion and compassion <br />That he brought water to the million homes <br />Societal care too he undertook, with no counter to splash cash, <br />In a country where every calamity, a boon to earn a buck, fast. <br /> <br />I have missed him in flesh and blood, <br />I have derided him a magician in saffron robes, <br />I have chided those who planted lively legends <br />Still I only regard him a GREAT AND NO GOD, <br />for he has millions at his beck and call. <br />And I have, not even my son, leave alone all others.<br /><br />Narayanan Ramakrishnan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dogged-thoughts/
