I am sorry

“I am not born to be a poet, I am sory”
This is what you should never say,
Just open the window,
And look out to hear,
The wind is singing lullaby,
To trees andcreepers alike,
And putting them to sleep.
And look at the little rebel bud.
whose green cap is blown away.
And bashfully reveals
her face full of beauty
And seeing all these miracles,
don’t you change your harsh mind.
And think at least for a moment,
Of making a poem,O’ mankind?
First Published on poetsIndia.com


moment, of making a poem, O’ mankind?
-Krishnakumar pradhan


Published by krishnakumarpradhan2

Acommerce graduate from Pune,I practiced wit a chartered accountant for 3 years and having beentaken up as an audit assistant in a insurance organisation , worked there in various capacities for more than 43 years, and now retired and staying in Mumbai Interested in making poems in english, hindi, and mainly in marathirecorded in my blog http://bhashabharati.blospot.com,member of senior citizen's associations like "sobativileparle"and "dilasa"I have sent a recording to https://SoundCloud.comuser468313291geetkar,and a poem to http://poetsindia.com website http://gravatar/krishnakumarpradhan2, took part in freedom movement while studying at school,and in Goa liberation movement while studying for C.A.Could not pass C.A. i.e.Chartered accountants Institute of India's final exam

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