Kingshuk Chakraborty

A Chase - Poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty

Since birth
It's an endless chase.
A carrot was hung before me
And I was made to run.
Surpass others
Make sure you grab it
Before anyone.

The carrot went on
Changing its nature and color
Once you hung it for me
Now see, I have my own.

Once a compulsion
Now an instilled obsession
Drives me hard
Says, run and run.

Dropped humanity
Lost love
Stay behind;
Time for none.

Is it all I am here for?
Bother sometimes
A raising question.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 13, 2012

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