A Riddle
Whom should I believe in this life?
For me, life itself is a betrayal
Whom should I help?
I am also a helpless
Whom should I give love
I also need a love
Whom should I blame for anything?
Blaming can not change the situation
Whom should I change
I also need a transformation
Who can be the cause of my sorrow?
It is I alone who creates sorrow for me
Why God has spawned this world?
And, Why should I seek liberation?
Why he has created emotions,
Attachments and Love,
And, above all sorrows and miseries
It has been a riddle since time immemorial
Many dare to resolve this riddle
But few could understand this riddle
Out of those few
Only a few could unravel it
A few Buddhas, a few sages, a few paramhansas
Solved it and demystified it to many
Nevertheless, only a few could surmise them
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