When I Get Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee
When I Get
Temples and idols can hardly reduce my anxiety;
hymns and prayers can hardly reduce my tension;
meditation can hardly reduce my frustration...
When I get a pen and a piece of paper,
my anxiety is burnt into ashes,
my tension sublimes into ether,
my frustration fades like a setting sun...
This world seems to be a monastery,
where I sing in peace
and dance with happiness!
A beautiful poem indeed. We poets get peace in spilling our thoughts on papers. It should be poem of the day. Keep up. Nice write. Thanks for sharing.
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4/27/2024 7:07:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This world seems to be a monastery, where I sing in peace and dance with happiness! // beautiful poetic expression yeah, the writings is the best way to live peacefully from the chaotic world........///