For Whom I Cry

By Dils Debojyoti Sinha, Mumbai

For whom I cry nobody understood
They thought it otherwise
Though I cry only for their good.
They do not think for the hard days to come
Rather busy in finding faults with others;
When I talk of reforms they thought
I do it only to coverup my weaknesses.
Nobody thinks about the hard days ahead
Rather passing the days foppishly
By giving to others the whole dividend.
They have the eyes to see
But no mind to apply,
When I try to point it out
Simply termed me as selfish and rubbish.
I told them to be spendthrift
To go for self-woven clothes at best possible
They thought that I am talking of it
Only for my gain.
I warned that poverty is gripping fast
And to go for measures proper,
They turned deaf ears and remained lavish
Only to be stripped to the fun of others.
I wandered from place to place
And sang my heart out
I got, indeed, a pleasant audience
But a little who can judge and act.


In practice nobody paid any heed to my words
But I warn again to be down to earth
Lest it gets out of bounds.
For whom I cry nobody understood
They thought it otherwise
Though I cry only for their good.


Source of Article:  Published Poem  in  “SMARANIKA” Souvenir published on the occasion of the 113th Birth Anniversary of Gokulananda Geetiswami by the Guwahati Gokulananda Geetiswami Jonmoutsav Celebration Committee held on November 29, 2009, at Silpagram, Panjabari, Guwahati.

(Based on Gokulananda Geetiswami's - “Kar Kaje Kadurita” )