Treasure Island

Palas Kumar Ray

(India)

A Dangerous Intention


Sometimes as now
I wish to erase
everyone.

So can I.

In fact it will make
no difference anywhere.

Neither it made
any difference
to anyone.

It will only
make them distant
who were truly
never too close.

A few of them
may be for a moment
will think
what might have
happened to me.

Many of them
will almost not know
who went.

As a result
net profit or loss
will be this much
that I shall be erased.

The game
that we exist, we exist
will end in a moment.

Presently, however
this is not my wish
that the game ends.

Let them stay.
Let me also stay.
Let there live
this much of living.

In spite of it
let this
dangerous intention die.





© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved. 

Submitted: Wednesday, April 02, 2014
Edited: Thursday, June 05, 2014

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