Why This Frustration, My Dear Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Why this frustration, my dear
See, I am with you always in you
See me inside your house
See me also outside.
Why this frustration
When you have given me everything
Everything is coming under my purview
Everything is my look out.
You just see, you just watch
What is going on here there
As a witness and be quiet
Whatever is there I am here to do.
You just enjoy yourself at present
Think yourself fortunate
Love all as a machine man
And keep your body-engine move on.
Remember, I am that engine
You are here to see only
You are only to know me within
Every morning every evening.