Between Birth And Death Poem by KAMESWARA RAO CHELLAPILLA

Between birth and death
my life has become
a moving flag post
with quite confusing objectives
and baffling realities
as against ideals and morals
enunciated elobarately
in scriptures and laws!

I had taken birth into a family
with pristige of not my choice
neither the country I was born
is chosen by me

my death also I know very well
is not the way I choose to die.

I had a dream to burn and shine at
highest temperature like the mighty Sun
and give the light of enlightenment
to Tom Dick and Harry.

I had a great dream to cool myself
in the great Icy mountains
and beam like the moon in the
heavens and spread happiness
all around the world.

I have realised by now
at this old age
that life is a great 'Time Pass'
between my birth and death
with so many biological constraints
and emotional entaglements.
Every desire I had burnt me with
a great passion of vengence.

My so called self chosen path
has landed me in deep troubles
which tie me down to deep
deppression which I am
unable to swim out for relief!