most people are not what they pretend..........
most abysmal failures at life
they hoodwink us all, right up to the very end
it took a sad, soul stirring, searching new fellow poet
to give me that insight in words
I read all his lines
while the whole time
his pain I so clearly heard
"Aditya"
a weathered promise
his very name begets
a flesh draped healer of inner spirit
with his profound insight
he so solemnly inspects
others lives and his very own
and all the interconnections
we long for and sometimes
simultaneously regret
his is a will of deep inner fortune
he wears like a coat of humane poverty
you sir became my idol
reaching out
for such moments you, yourself could
somehow not spare.................
(May 3, 2014 1048am)