Confusion Poem by Sudipta Bhattacharyya
Confusion
Fate is preying upon me,
With his mighty fist.
I am now an awkward man
On this vast planet,
Not knowing where I am being
Dragged away desperately.
Confused as I am now
I don't know what next to do.
The music of my life that
Always stirs my bodily rhythm
Has departed just now.
Time here is tied with failure.
Space is also limited.
I am writhing upon my bed alone
With nothing to comfort me.
Sometimes Every absent mind Makes the net of confusion On every self activity..... It's trap of lack awareness
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4/27/2024 1:42:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Really a poignant bit of verse written with clarity of thought and mind.