OPINION
Poetry: Pensive Without Reason
January 21, 2008
Samrita Devgan
Samrita Devgan
They beg and they plead
To know the kind deed
That makes me smile
Or at times makes me cry.
The 'R' word is on everyone's lips
The reason for a smile,
The reason for a tear,
They might even ask me
"Why do you dream, dear?"
If every mood or act in life
Had a reason to it
Wouldn't we all have been Professors
Arriving at logical conclusions?
But at times the mind simply retreats,
Into the confines of the heart,
Where, to keep its track
Is a wasteful art.
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Deepti Lamba
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January 23, 2008
12:09 AM
Nice one:) Not enough reason or sanity to go by nowadays.
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