I'll do, I'll do, I do, but when it comes to doing what I'll do, I can't find what to do. Searching and searching I see, what I sought, what I found...oh! It's beyond thought! Understanding while I understand, I understand there was no need to understand everything so fast. Need, need, I cry for need, yet living on, I see no real need for so much at last. What I don't understand, I simply don't understand!— That's no great matter. The thing is, what I understand and what I don't,— Even that, most times, I don't understand either! Meanwhile, digging and digging I see, I've dug a little too deep. Now if while digging for earthworms I really strike a snake... Saying I'll eat, I'll eat, I take exactly as much on my plate as it's impossible for me to consume. Hearing good things, good things, from people's words I too have begun to think of myself as good. One bad doesn't make badness, badness comes when bad meets bad. One hand can't clap either, but to do anything good I need many single hands, And along with that, those single hands need to be full of smartphones. Getting praise after praise, today I've climbed up and sat on my own head! If asked to praise someone more worthy than me, I think to myself, 'What's he saying! Gone mad! Give him praise...me?' It's not just empty pots that make noise, I move with many such people, Who are worse than a lousy person like me, and In fact, make much more noise than even empty pots! Two together can at most make love, But in true loving...when two come together, nothing happens at all! Alone, alone crying, sometimes laughing; alone, alone one must love. In reply to someone's words, arranging the sheer masonry of words, If I couldn't manage to say just two words more, Then surely those weren't any good words! Whether it's six in ludo or in cricket, Getting a six is what matters! But a six called from inside the house, And a six hit going outside— These two are never the same thing! The person who's grown tired of taking rest, Give him some work now! How much more rest will he take? A body used to work, Doesn't rest suit it so well?
The Scattered Ones of the Scattered
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