Essential Hindrances Poem by V P Mahur

Often I find myself
Unable to do what I like
And what I think
Can be of great satisfaction
Only for those
Who love me
And surely
I too love them heartily
When I find that
Their welfare may be affected
It keeps me reflected
About a bitter reality
That man is bound
To too many chains
Seen or unseen
And he has to proceed
In an agreement with those
Whom he love and
Who love him
This agreement depicts
That social life
Needs so many compromises
These are acceptances
Which act as hindrances
And man in any way
Cannot feel comfortable
In breaking them
This life’s fact
That man’s reach is always
Limited by some forces
And we call it God
And finally to get solace
We take a deep sigh
And say
As God wills
It is really true
Man proposes God disposes