Precarious Condition Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
Precarious Condition
No father,
No mother,
No brother,
No sister,
No friend,
No wife,
Can able to
Make you alive,
When you are
Dying.
No one can
Protect you
From any illness.
You are alone
In the area of
Ice and fire
And it is your
Desire, who is there
To trouble you
At every moment.
Remember, dear,
You are neither
Able to live peacefully,
Nor able to die
Properly and
No one is there
To take care.
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