Gurpal Singh Poetry

The clouds covered the sky on the day
The rain was heavy and it was Sunday
At the night clouds become empty
And they go to sea to fill their drumy.
I don’t know the magician who was there
And filled the sky with stars and glares.
I was sitting on my chair
And looking at the sky which was fair.
A person who attracts me is well-known
Who comes at night and we called ‘Moon’
It was so beautiful that I Can’t explain
But only want to say it remembered me my mate
The only thing hindered its beauty
That was black spots on the surface smoothy.
I asked “What is the reason?”
But rain again without any reason.
That was not rain, that was his tears
And told me the pain he bears
He said,
“You can’t understand the pain I bears
I am alone and you have your dears
I want someone to share my joys and sorrows
And experience I gain from the paths which were narrow
I fed up with this loneliness
And begged for some kindness.”
Indeed, he was true in his tone
And want to say, friends never left me alone,
Never left me alone…………………………………

Poet: Gurpal Singh