Ravindranath Kunnath

Ravindranath Kunnath

Thus he said...

Rescueing from the sinful Loneliness, The mystic said; Iam a failure I could do only to stay before the tearful hearts, You are the light The comrades reminded him. Iam a failure my friends because Iam unable to reflect deep into them. You are our guide The comrades again reminded. May be,but Iam here as light Staying out side the market Where selling and sharing going over a materialistic light The mystic replied. You are our philosopher They said,but this time there voices seem to be lost its sweetness. May be,but all become waste because the people worship , Un realistic philosophers stones,, And it is easy tcl interpret as per wishes.

Then ,who are you.. Iam the son... I know.. But It is the sorrow And its hope. Thus he said. The mystic sat on a bench in a park with his comrades, As if he was expecting to hear a good news.

(C) Ravindranath Kunnath.