FIVE QUESTIONS :Dr. Sunil Sharma

The Dawn Will Tell a New Story 

Pray, what are you doing under that lone tree, dear?
Far from the madding crowd hiding a tear?
The mesmerising magicality of the river, don’t you hear?

Don’t you see the river undulating before you?
To every problem offering a solution new?
On the words etched long back are you tracing a finger?
That is why near that lone tree you linger?
Willing them to shine bright with an ardour new
The words will resurrect, so will you
From the debris of a love gone awry
The new dawn will tell a new story.

Through every ripple, every roar,
A refrain of hope the river does pour
In the wind’s murmurs don’t hear a dirge
Shake yourself free and purge
Yourself of those thoughts forlorn
In the shadows waits a new, promising dawn

Pray, no more linger under that lone tree dear
Far from the madding crowd, don’t hide that tear
The mesmerizing musicality of the river try to hear.