An ode:
to the Maun-Yoga of Respected
Dr. Manmohan Singh
and
the Karma Yoga of
Shri Narendra Modi
Through black-holes and vaccum it persists
Where even time has refused to be in exist
Its heard clearly by everyone
Going to be broken by someone
It keeps reaching all of us just everywhere
Will this too not leave me alone, somewhere
It keeps reaching all of us just everywhere
Will this too not leave me alone, somewhere
None utter the voice of silence
Expecting it is everyone’s license
At least now, someone ought to give it one scratch
I decided, I'll be syllable for syllable its match
Silence continues to be as loud as me
I’ve been as quiet as it for you to see
We’ll keep going on witting each other until
It learns to talk and I felt heard to be as still
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