Palas Kumar Ray
A Living Confusion
Life I live and the life I wish to live are often not the same.
I remain confused which one I wish to live and which one I live.
More I climb the stairs upward more I am pulled to the ground.
Peace of mind, rest and satisfaction seemingly nowhere they are found.
Life remains there either behind or in front but never with me
Alas! I pass my days said living, not living but crossing a mirthless sea.
© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.
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