Just Past The Noon

The Sun is still yellow, kinda bright too,

Though the paint is now flaky and dim;

A rather ruminating, rambunctious, braggart,

His shadow longer than the real him.

 

The dew of promise that he sucked,

The vapours he eagerly drew from the sea,

Some clouds they formed, but his own blaze,

Will parch them soon – too foolish to see.

 

And soon – though he won’t think of it,

And say: “It’s still just past the noon” –

It will be time for the final plunge,

Though perhaps recalled by the beautiful Moon

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I have always been a great believer. I've flitted from one belief to another, from religion to atheism and from one philosophy to another, until I finally settled on J. Krishnamurti whose philosophy is that there is no philosophy. So now I firmly believe that there is nothing to believe. Now such a belief would, I believe, have been considered dangerous to society if the authorities had believed me to be of any consequence. No man of consequence they believe would waste his time on the pursuit of blogging!

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  1. बहुत खूब डॉक्टर साहब

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