Buddha, you speak

 ~Tapas Sarkar

For years after years you are silent

In that tranquil place,

I wonder how peacefully you are sitting

Under that lonely tree!

All those hopeful creatures

Who knew about you climbed the mountain on the other day,

Only those who had little homes and little taste to live 

Are late to take their decisions’ must, 

They are thirst to go ever 

To the space you are dwelling in, 

Rather, they are dying…

But the fear to climb to the top of the hill 

And the fear of short time they are bound in  

Lead them to try the other ways to reach, 

In this journey some glorify knowledge, some claim victory 

Until they find hunger in stomach and feel death,

Their tired souls think “there will be other day to talk to Him”, 

They fail, they try, they hope…

They are incompletely done, 

They fear death…

 Now it is your time Buddha, you speak.