I am neither searching,
for the truth nor seeking the realization.
Its hard for me to practice any dogmas or doctrines,
being an ordinary one I failed to do that kind of meditation.
They say I am religious,
talking about those spiritualism.
I deny myself being a religious person,
I lack courage for not maintaining any deed of ritualism.
I am neither a saint/philosopher,
who can talk about life after death nor a family man.
Most of them, live their life for the pursuit of happiness,
I don’t understand if I am happy or whether I am sad.
The more I love The Lord,
I feel I am no more or there’s no existence here amongst…
Being like a fish in a wide ocean, why I am thirsty,
also no idea for getting drunk by listening divine songs.
Completed the poem at 4.22 am, March 26,2010.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem