Man at the Door

a poem by Sanal Kumar

The man at the door.
Stood like a mountain
As I passed him by
I could see lake of
Peacefulness floating
In his eyes
It was first time that
I met such a man
He said to me later
He was fully satisfied with
What he has been
No worries he had
He said
No fear of ailments
He said
Got up, ate, slept
With out any waste
Thoughts
The man at the door?
Stood like a mountain
Lake of peacefulness
Floating in his eyes.