Amid all these commotion
And humdrum of the world,
Thinking deep inside,
Is there any real rest.
Will it be possible to
Take rest in this real time.
And what I mean is
Real rest in real time,
With no deep down preparation
For the journey ahead.
I think not.
Will it ever be possible.
Sometimes all my restlessness
Is just to gain some real time
To take real rest.
Which mostly I fail to achieve.
But some light small work
In a short time
Can bring you closer to real rest
I suppose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem