Treasure Island

Palas Kumar Ray

(India)

Limitations


Limitations are fate but
unbound wishes to rise
backed up by
efforts relentless
may take you to the sky
of shining fortune.

Thus I seem to believe
Though side-by-side
I fail not to remind myself
else I'll have to survive
close to this earth
where wishes myriad
are often miscarried.

Such plan contingent
weakens my wishes
reducing my chance.

More you have plans
more you have chances
to get diverted.

May be a consolation,
a bronze or a silver
will suffice to limit
your journey to the sky.

Likely even you won't
ask for a gold or a diamond
to abandon the path
almost like that child
who weeps for a car
to smile with a toy.

Know this from me
neither you nor I
deserve that ultimate joy.






© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.

Submitted: Sunday, July 04, 2010
Edited: Saturday, June 07, 2014

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