Poem 5- The Unknown

There is a day i have never seen

maybe it comes in May and goes unseen

to a place where no one has ever been

Which must be filled with evergreens

Does it go with anything

or even without a sting?

Does it go with an animal or a thing?

or a boy with a string?

It never leaves a clue

in the place where the wind blew

It comes and it goes

but never it shows

Who should I ask for the way

where it goes to play

I wish somebody knew

whether this is true

-Gaurang Rao