Though very pain staking are all the miseries of life
But what a strange illusion is there in this human life!
We still live and move bearing all these odds,
Knowing the fact that they may sting to knock us out
No matter what pain or pressure is in front
Still we agree and move forward –
Mostly we fail in achieving the goals
And finally get entangled with sorrows and pains
Who is that Hamlyn’s flutist in front
Who mesmerizes us and drag along?
What a black magic is there with this life
The more we fail the more we'll stride.
Is it that we move with our own whims and wishes
Or are being hallucinated with risks of sorrows and pains? ?
A very interesting write and so deep feelings. It is true that life can deal us a lot of pain and misfortunes but we still live through it. Keep on swimming against the tides Amitava.
Yes they are but we have to look at each misery as a method of madness to help us through to learn valuable lessons. Black Magic who knows? . Can see this was written from your heart so thank you. And oops Says Balck Magic?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life gives us pain and misery and yet we live through it, even when we don't want to accept it at times. You are right, Amitava, we go against the tides of misfortune and get tangled in them, but we seem to insist on still moving forward in spite of them. They do teach us some hard lessons through life, some I would prefer not to learn. At times it does seem like black magic or voo doo, or some mysterious spell has come upon us, frightening and making us take steps backwards. I guess that's why we need each other through life. RoseAnn