[Of what use is this Number One when One is a lonely number without any friends, associates, family?
Of what use is this Black & White when there is reality in grey a reality touching heart, mind, body, soul?
Of what use is this worldly togetherness when the poetry of life is aloneness an aloneness, that is pure joy, bliss, meditation?
of what use is the scientist promising hope when a poet shows you a way out of hopelessness that can open your mind to total awareness?
Of what use are these world of colors when a painter expertly mixes B & W with grey creating amazing canvas of divine beauty & art?
Of what use is this confession before a priest when sinner can redeem his life reading bible where our Lord God has put his signature?
Of what use are these wars fought among nations When a lyricist pens few peaceful lines of reconciliation for a permanent durable peace amongst humanity?
Of what use is this live-in relationships when joys of parenthood are calling us for traditional rituals, ceremonies, parties, marriages?
Of what use are these winnings of a roulette when there is sure winner in every merry-go-round for an honest, sustained effort in labor, sweat?
Of what use are these best selling writers when a single Shakespeare has sold the world in meaningful poems, astounding plays, fascinating lyrics?]
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
I wrote this poem on seeing with what hopelessness peole are living their life.Whether they are rich or poor, everyone is not at peace. Why is it so? This kept me thinking to pen the poem.