Poetry :Quiet Craftsman
Quiet Craftsman
I work with quiet devotion,
Not to draw attention to my work.
Work, to me, is a solace, a pastime,
A refuge from haunting thoughts.
I live with it
As life lives with water;
It is my nourishment,
It is my pleasure.
Then why does it pain me
When my work goes unnoticed,
Unrecognized?
For I did not labour
To display the labour,
But to do my work sincerely,
Honestly—perhaps thoughtfully.
But then, thoughtfully, I realize:
The world looks at the persona,
While I look at the craft.
They chase the noise;
I build the worth.
I am not a loser for my silence—
I am a quiet craftsman
In a loud world.
Pankaj Mala Bhattacharya



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