Transformation Poem by Bireswar Halder
Transformation
I am out in a journey, on a long march
Aimless and wandering, I walked out
Mid-way, time took a toll and the goal lost its way
None stood as a beacon, the way looked endless.
I forgot what the journey was worth
I was lost in a bog of illusions, as if I was blind
The Holy Spirit mocked me, worldly pleasures circled me
I was in a hunt for the ephemeral treasures.
I walked on, peace was never mine,
Slowly I was in a prison-house of pleasures
Wisdom dawned at last, a flash of epiphany
I was transformed, now the goal was eternal peace
For long I was in an accursed maze
I was bewildered, in mercy of hate and pleasures
The supreme goal of peace now is dimly visible
I am in the end of journey, light of peace in my hand.
Supreme goal of peace is our ultimate mission. Enjoyed a nice poem.
The supreme goal of peace now is dimly visible.....wonderful composition with nice thrilling.
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I would like to translate this poem
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I walked on, peace was never mine, Slowly I was in a prison-house of pleasures Wisdom dawned at last, a flash of epiphany I was transformed, now the goal was eternal peace For long I was in an accursed maze I was bewildered, in mercy of hate and pleasures The supreme goal of peace now is dimly visible I am in the end of journey, light of peace in my hand. Verily, man gets lost in the journey of life and forgets the true purpose of like but indeed at the terminal, the goal get reviewed.....10 I invite you to read my poems