A QUITE CIRCLE

Hear, you with eyes to see
Ears to listen, you who can read
Pay heed to my lines
You may write me in history tomorrow
The world looks palpable
Friendship and affection of today is fictitious

I pray you, keep your quite circle
Where you will be in the center
And your shadow surrounds you
Side by side, front and back
Apart from yourself, it’s the only true companion
It’s gives a reflection of the reality

You must hold your silent circle
Where there’s ample room for introspection
You can be you there and do you
There, you deviate from the order of the day
You follow not general norms

You must distant your reach
Take not their grins for smiles
Don’t be overwhelmed by their compliments
Appreciate their supports but be not carried away
Their jealousy and envy too flimsy
For the ordinary eye but powerful and extraordinary

They may name you ’cause of your quite circle
They may wag their bitter tongues
And paint you with twisted lies but be not dismayed
Their words may pierce, their eyes may cut
Yet be filled with hope springing up in your soul
The sun and burn to light up the globe
Against tide’s certainty, the world will hail you.
Even they, who wish to see you
With bowed head and drooping shoulders