Fool Or Prophet

 

The idea of heaven is not higher

It arises from the desires for joys!

We are nothing other than matter

We are slaves to various things!

 

We are all in process of growth

Hence everyone cannot be equal

Our experience teaches us this truth

My poems will not be loved by all!

 

Whether you are a fool or prophet

Each and every one’s mind is separate

Children treat this earth as a plate

A lunatic thinks himself as the great!