Girl, Where Has Your Look Lost Its Way

girl, where has your look lost its way?
into which grief has it drowned?
where is your mind stagnated?
what are the thoughts that pile up in you?
which of them blooms a smile on your lips?
which one pushes you into a seething anger?
which one explodes you into a riotous laughter?
have you created a world for yourself?
is not the god-created world suffice for you?
when would you find the road to this world back?
when would you thrash the contempts and disgraces?
what do you discuss with the god, the incomprehensible?
here the heart of your mother profusely bleeds;
is there not any medicine in any corner of this world
to bring cheer and life into these desolate hearts.

poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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