Affliction! In Yashmak Of Preparation Poem by Partha Pratim Goswami

Counting for the moments-
Adolescent, incomplete!
My mind gets empty.
Yet, I'm mad of jumping into a battle
A terrible one.

Let my frolic mind be heavy
Deep like the sea!
I wish to step forward
Fight and die.

What have I missed?
Where had been the fault?
Today
I feel panic to face her
To gaze at her eyes!

Let me free the clouds
Let me grab the moon and the stars
Holding them closer;
Oh! I have failed, failed again;
Is my fate to be blamed?

I'm done with what I have
Is this all- life and glory?
Nope, it can't be such forlorn!

I have no shield, nor a charioteer
But I'll fight, fight with my full enthusiasm,
Making the mind stable, assembling all courage
I'll dive again into a new battle;
To fill the gap, for completing the rest
I'll wait, wait with passion…