Saturday, November 20, 2010

Little questions

 I had written this poem years ago when i was in sixth std...its all about a child's curiosity...

                                            Little questions

Many questions to ask
No answers to be found
I looked round and round
Whom should i ask


Many questions arise
I should find someone wise
To answer them all..
The questions are but small


How can the birds fly
And why is the moon so high?
I wonder why does the sun  hide
In the hills beside!


Who gave colours to the rainbow?
And what made the nature woe?
Is it because of the changing man
who destroys her whenever he can?


In autumn why the leaves are shed?
Is it because there is none to hear what they said?
Why are tears like raindrops?
And why is man full of hopes?


In spring why flowers bloom?
In winter why they are in gloom?
What made the birds sing
And spread out their wing?


Why does the tendril hug a tree?
And why does the caged bird want to be free?
Is it because freedom is great
And is slavery something we hate?


Who made the life so colourful?
Who made it joyful and sorrowful?
Who made it as fast as light?
Who made it as beautiful as sunset?


There are lot many questions more
To get answers for.
If someone comes to answer them
Im sure he can answer only some..


I will wait and see..
Who comes to answer me...
Is there anyone who can answer all?
The questions are but small!!

2 comments:

  1. oh!!! these are really big questions.

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  2. Hi... Happy that your blog is going well. You are very special to me as you were one among the first strangers to comment on my blog and support me with suggestions. In fact, when i started that blog, i had no idea of continuing with blogging. But now, on successfully reaching the twenty third post & looking back, i just wanted to mention a word of acknowledgement to you, from deep within, for supporting me...
    THANK YOU SO MUCH :)
    Regards
    aNU

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