I Am Clueless For Whom I Write!
In my knowledge I have no friends nor relatives
Nor those who welcome my works into their hearts;
But who knows such exist beyond my skies and seas
With their silent lips and lazy fingers?
Really I am clueless for whom I pen my works
But to unburden my heart that weighs me down
And for the dizzy kick that keeps me afloat
May there be a mirror-soul of me
That awaits in the dim distance far far beyond
For my songs to alight on its willing shoulders!
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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