Light is shadowed
And song is stifled.
Story is subdued
And dream is forgotten.
Truth is crushed
And love is punished.
Yes, this is where I live.
Here,
Earth is still green,
River is still flowing,
Birds are still singing,
But human?
Some evil spirit has possessed them.
They hardly behave like human.
I wish to die
Soon.
Not because I do not desire to live,
But because I see no meaning in living.
Why should I consume food
That otherwise could feed green of this planet?
Why should I breathe air
That otherwise could refresh floras and faunas?
I don't want to be another pain
To achy heart of my mother, The Earth.
At middle of night
I wake up short of breath
Asking myself-
Where am I?
Why am I here?
What good am I doing here?
And I cannot go back to sleep.
Pain of my meaningless life
Haunts me.
Yes, I wish to die
Soon.
© Arun Maji
Painting: Picasso
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life has meaning with many meanings the life has come and wanna live yeah; me wish not to die demandless mind of mine feel always fine yeah; in need any good deed I do with right and true surroundings though give thorns on my way yet to my demandless true deed I sway oh; not immortal I am, me wish not to die for fulfilling all expectation I do not cry yeah, I'm demandless, I know no demand has any precious gem! ! /////