Confession Poem by dipak adhya
Confession
An impure willingness always pricks my heart:
I know it
But never I admit it,
I myself have created an image
And don't wish to stain on it
So in the darkness
My hidden greed start to shout
I can't hear nothing but them
They entice me to crime
And I fight against them.
I'm very tired now
Is there any way to come out
I want to kill the evil willingness
I want to be a perfect one,
If not perfect
At least a little good human being!
Loved your confession and these inspirational lines: 'I want to be a perfect one, If not perfect At least a little good human being! '
The very willingness to walk on the right track is the first step in the direction.... the poet has rightly presented the impending dilemmas that exist in human mind in every walk of life.... the easiest path to achieve pleasure... could be the worst path ever chosen... Thanks..
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5/3/2024 12:24:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I'm very tired now Is there any way to come out I want to kill the evil willingness I want to be a perfect one, If not perfect At least a little good human being! ....a courageous confessions. Not all accept one's own weakness. It takes great courage. Great appreciation.