Thursday 28 August 2014


The poem came first or its title?
This question is very vital.
How does a feeling turn pretty?
How do you make sorrow witty?

How is it that we all feel the same,
yet some give feelings a name?
While some stay unnamed, unsung
and other reach areas far-flung?

How a Crow that lands at Ruskin's,
turns into welcome guest;
while a Myna at a regular house,
is just a thieving pest.

How a broken heart of Tagore,
brings memories of his paramour.
Some hearts break more heart,
As if it's an art, of some sort.

How being miserable brought, more glory to Premchand?
How when I am miserable, I just ask life for a refund?

The answer still eludes me...

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