::- Pain and it's fruits -::

I felt empty inside;
It must be empty then.
And sitting at the empty bus station
I looked across the immense plane.

Honestly, nothing was happening there,
In the endless sky
Neither was there a single cloud
Nor I saw a bird fly.

And I sat gazing perhaps at nothing,
And sat there long enough to get lost;
Without feeling a heartbit
Without any thought.

And then happened the miracle,
I could feel air filling up my lungs,
Heart pumping fluid out
And thoughts forming in my nerves.

Perhaps thats what pain can lead you,
And make you find yourself
In a new light of truth;
My foe who hurt me thanks to you.

Regards: Vinod Jadhav
"www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com"