The Overrated ‘MINE’!
‘Why do you smile,
you young fool?
Why do you laugh?’
The old monk asked
‘I laugh for I am in love
Her smiles are mine;
her heart is mine!’
The young man said
‘Mine….you say?
In love…you declare?
Her smile is not yours
Her heart is not yours
Her smile belongs
to her heart;
and her love belongs
to her desires!’
‘Then what is mine?
pray tell me old monk!’
‘Regret is yours;
and emptiness too
Guilt is yours
and sadness true!’
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You are bad… Real bad…
Old Monk..!!!
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(But wise nevertheless…)
Sometimes we are the old monk and the young boy, both within one soul, one mind, one heart and one body